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It doesn't happen nearly as much as we would like it to.
Typically once a year.
That time together though is so special to everyone.
It's that moment that no matter what time of day it is, it turns into Christmas.
That moment when the boys clamber out of their beds at 2 in the morning because they heard their Nina's soft giggle. They turn the corner sleepy eyed and brighten immediately.
Hugs.
Kisses,
Giggles.
Tears.
This year we get two visits!
This will be our first Thanksgiving in seven years together.
This is special.
There's always a goodbye though at the end of the visit and we have to take Nina back to her airport.
Where she flies home.
She will fly home to the ocean and the mountains.
We stay here in the flat fields.
Waiting for our next visit.
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