Mom kept telling Brayden that "today is a fun day" and indeed it was. A little walk on the bridge, a picnic, a ride on a carosel, and a stop at the local ice cream shop and we were all overly satisfied and a bit tired. It was super fun. The bridge we walked across is very special to me for it says "Chattanooga." That's it...everytime I walk across it I remember the first time that this area started feeling a little like "home" to me, and now when I get to walk it I feel like I belong somewhere. Life may bring me to another "bridge" at some point...I'm sure. Hopefully there will be a bridge there that I can walk across, or a trail, a coffee shop , anything really, that will make it home over time.