Palm Springs was amazing. I wandered the desert and climbed mountains and ate sushi and lounged in spas and met the Lord of the Cellos and fell in love with a three-legged dog…

Gabe, the three-legged dog of Mount San Jacinto.

… but I miss my babies. Do we ever stop missing our babies when we’re away from them for more than ten minutes? Don’t answer that.

My heart knows the answer.

(Of course, I miss my children, but still: I’m so grateful to California for this experience. It’s been beyond wonderful.)