There is a lot I could say about this trip down south for the boy's (Gabe and Nick) President's Day soccer tournament. We had learned mere hours before we left that dad had passed away. We were ragged and heartbroken and exhausted and working so hard to put one foot in front of the other. It was a trip where much more was felt than spoken.
So I am going to leave it at that.
And although in a very different way, it was still a good trip.
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