My way was taking the family exactly the same route I saw all the eagles.
My family had other ideas. Which I resist, at first. Until I let go. Not naturally, but a quick shift in my thinking. Flexibility is beginning to come easier.
So begins one of our greatest of family days.
We go to where I did see the eagles, though we approach it from the opposite side. Allowing me a new experience instead of simply recreating what I had experienced last time.
Last time, of course, was exquisite in its peace and serenity. Just me and my dog, traversing the trails while eagles soared above and the ice crunched rhythmically below.
Today is peaceful too, though in an entirely different way. Today there is my dog and my husband and my kids. Peace comes by way of giggles and follow the leader and treasure finding. The experience is louder, but no less serene, our family adventuring together.
My kids are too busy running away to snap their photo, so I snap away at our breathtaking surroundings with blasts of laughter and “Look at this Mamma!” and screeches for me to catch up. Lyrical screeches.
After much exploring, and a few far away eagles, we join the trail I had seen the most eagles on.
Wow to the wow again today.
But again, differently.
Last time the eagles were busy, flying to and fro, and often away from Riley and I.
Perhaps mimicking my day out with my family, the eagles are a lot noisier today, the forest filled with calls and warnings and songs. Truly spectacular to hear and to witness the process in action so close.
As the grumbles in the belly begin, we pull out a couple of granola bars for the walk back to the car. Later, back home drawing a cartoon of our day, Kaya asks “Do you know what is the best thing ever?”
“Eagles?” Daddy guesses.
“Mommy?” Mommy cheekily responds.
“Family!” she wisely advises.