This is my happy place.

It’s the place I can float in the lake and watch the puffy clouds drift across a perfect blue sky.

Where I can listen to the laughter of my children as they conquer the world with their cousins.

Where I can warm myself by the campfire, eating smores, and watching the embers from the fire dance and drift through the air.

The world bustles on, and soon we will return to it, but for now we will linger in the only place where time stands still.