Eat and run
It is a privilege to travel with my daughter like this, through past and future, forests and prairies. Some have asked how I feel about her “leaving the nest.” With Laura, for better or worse, the nest was never a place. Instead, she was an expert airline passenger, to mom’s, dad’s, this town, that town. The nest is just us and the curious traits we share, neurons growing from similar blueprints and shared experiences.