On my run I realized how it was almost exactly a year ago I walked these same paths, baby bundled tight to my chest in the relatively warm October sun, vermilion leaves crushing under my feet. I remembered how it felt like I would never get to do this again, breathe the deep lung burn I need to refresh body and mind.  And here we are. And what’s more, that man of mine came home midday so I could escape stroller-free.

JMU

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