Sitting by the open fire outside we share a glass of wine, you feel the warmth of the gentle flames on your skin as we laugh and talk about the world. You feel my arms wrapped around you as I sit behind you in front of the fire. Our conversation takes a pause as you
Holiday Hikers
“Shorts? In this weather? I don’t think they’re our kids at all!” Mom joked.We didn’t drink last night. We didn’t even stay up long enough to ring in the new year. Not when we had to be up so early the next morning. It was our traditional new year’s day woodland hike. I was beginning