When I got married I took my first trip to Utah. As part of our commitment ceremony we collected seven heart shaped rocks. We have been collecting them ever since. Now that Nicolai is older he is good at spotting them too. It's as if we are always on a family treasure hunt. Our little souvenirs cannot be purchased but must be purposfully sought out with great effort. When Gerald and Nico go off on their Utah excursions I know they are thinking of me (at least a little bit) when they bring home the hearts that they find.
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Love this family tradition!
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