A few nights ago we took them to the river. It's a local spot, one I've spent countless hours exploring, and now my own children are there - bare feet padding across the "island", finding railroad nails in the water, dancing and laughing and skipping rocks. We stayed past bedtime, even though we knew we still had to bike home. The sun set on them, twirling and running, carefree and alive. So alive. These are the days we will always remember.