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#9 and my bestest friend

Have I really survived nine bike trips?  Has Lee? Well almost he will be home in the afternoon The honest reason I struggle with the bike trips isn't because I am home alone with the kids it is because I worry Lee won't make it home.  My biggest fear is I will get a call saying Lee was in an accident.  Is it logic?  Maybe.  

Lee is my bestest friend and the thought of raising these four holligians without him is overwhelming at best.  I really miss him when he was gone. he balances me.  I come up with some crazy ideas and he can bring me down to earth.  Do we survive without him here ?  Sure but that is all we do.  Next year we will for certain be going somewhere.  Even for a few days.  

I am glad Lee can go on these trips.  He gets to see some pretty amazing things t I love hearing about his adventures.  I hear some scary stories as well which is probably why I worry.  

So here is o another adventure done and to bike trip 2016 :)

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