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  • For a press trip to Austria this weekend, I emptied a 125 GB portable hard drive onto my computer last night.

    As I transferred the files, I found this very colorful photograph of my two daughters taken on a train trip to Angouleme- a small city overlooking the Charente River.

    It was a quickly planned trip to France. A small family adventure with no agenda or scheduled activities. All that was planned was that we were going to live in a small house, in a small city, and watch a small dog for a summer holiday.

    As the weeks went by, we explored angouleme and my daughters fell in love with the city and with the dog Oliver. After awhile, they started asking if we could move to this town on the edge of the countryside filled with cartoon artwork, old buildings and not much else.

    We dreamed about a life in France until it was time for my older daughter to return to her father in the US.

    On the day that I put Taylor on the plane, I realized there was nothing holding me in Munich and I packed my bags.

    As I look at this photograph, I wonder how my life would have been different, if I did not venture east to a global city but stayed west in that provincial town.

    I know my life would not have been better just different. The pain and heartache from Asia would have come from some other less exotic source. My life lessons needed to be learned no matter which players I chose to act out the roles. Right?

    Getting on the train this morning, I think about how different this adventure is from that summer. We are on our way to another small family adventure but this time we have a packed schedule with no time for dreaming or the need to leave for destinations far away. Three girls taking a train. Three girls on their way. Three girls on a small family adventure with a specific agenda in mind.
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