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A quick aside before today's post: I'm completely floored by your words over the past few days to Friday's post. You are a wise community of mamas. Thank you for sharing that wisdom. Over and over you gave me goosebumps with the resonance of your words. ~ Rachel
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We live here. In Wisconsin. Let's enjoy it, shall we? Winter is for real here in the Kickapoo Valley. No, it isn't Northern Minnesota, but it's pretty darn cold. And frankly, I've fallen out of love with winter recently. Blame my cold house or my poor quality long johns or the demise of my favorite pair of winter boots, but winter has been, well... cold for me lately.
This weekend we headed out to a winter festival at a nerby 8,000 acre reserve. I attempted a last minute bail but the kids insisted. So we headed off to the woods, and into the arms of our amazing community. Goodness I love it here. Outside all day in the cold and the snow, surrounded by some of the most real and loving people I've met in my life, I found myself actually liking winter. (Again.)
Thanks, Kickapoo Reserve.
