Apparently, this means contentment, with an emphasis on enjoying the moment. Something I aspire to do better.
We spent the weekend at a great BB by this name in the Poconos, did yoga, hiked, washed away anger and doubt, drank good coffee, watched the sunrise, and rubbed each others' shoulders. We also crashed a sweet 16, rubbed elbows with Dati folk wearing streimels and speaking Yiddish, and bought a dresser for $15, so if that's not a good weekend, I don't know what is.
Oh, and it was the first time we left Dylan over night. Don't worry, he had a blast with his brother and a whole cadre of other children.
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