My youngest three gathered on my bed this morning for a "ten day train ride." When I asked where they were going, the 5yo explained they were going on a cruise ship to Minneapolis to be with Daddy. The moment was so precious to me, I had to capture it. It didn’t matter that I can’t stand my dirty off-white bedding that is too expensive to dry clean or replace right now. It didn’t matter that my flash’s batteries were dead, my memory card was full, and the shot was far from perfect. I’ve been stressed about finishing my book by September. I have forgotten what my children already know. It’s not about the destination. It’s about enjoying the ride.