Perfect

I was running today on a path I don't usually run on.  I was trying to get up to 16 miles, but only reached 12.  The path is actually a trail, which was a bit uninhabited at points.  As I was running, I decided I truly wanted to be home (sometimes the 40 year old parts can't quite get in the swing of a long run).  I was thinking about my four beautiful kids (although not perfect by far) and that I was so lucky that they are all basically healthy.  It made my heart feel warm.  I observed the other runners/walkers as I ran by them.  Each of them has their own story - an elderly man by himself, maybe he is a widower?? or a divorcee??.  A young couple with an infant on the mother's chest and a dog in toe - just beginning their lives together as a family.  And so on.....
My only thought was despite the trials and tribulations, my life is perfect and I can only hope it remains that way for as long as possible. 

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