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I’m in the thick of it. It’s not quite depression, but it sort of is. It’s not “not liking my life” either. It’s like being a little lost. I’m searching for clarity but I can’t quite find it. This happens to me all the time. Maybe it’s just coming down from an intense year. Last year this time we were biking across Europe, then I rewrote a good portion of my book and sent it to the publisher. We were chosen as National Geographic Travelers of the Year in the fall. We had the film tour in the spring and I…

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The next day at Disney, we had a wonderful time. It’s hard to believe looking back as these photos we were just 24 short hours away from upending our lives. By the end of the day we were all full. Just stuffed with joy. But I still felt like we were on the precipice. I couldn’t really think about what happens next, to wrap my brain around moving to Peru over Barcelona, to get a handle on yet another big move, to yet another unknown city, in yet another foreign land. I just wanted to sleep. Stella did plenty of…

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I was going through my photos from Disney and I found this series of shots we took — I had completely forgotten about them. It was the second day and we spent 45 minutes waiting in line for the Toy Story parachute drop ride. So did this guy: Do you see him? Let’s look a little closer: “Oh hi, don’t mind me, I’m just working on my HP laptop while waiting in line at Disneyland Paris with my kids, balancing this beast of a machine on the top of my front-facing backpack. This is normal. Nothing to see here. My…

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  Hello, Stella. You see, you go to Disney for the kids, but really, it’s for the adults, who are straight-up junkies for the joy-of-children. When we arrived, we were in a weird spot. Our friend just died, leaving behind two beautiful babies, about the same age as our kids. Drew had been at their house six weeks before, for the NYC film festival screening and it kept hitting us, over and over again. “Wyatt is gone.” We met our friend Kayt in Disneyland and it was fun. But Drew and I felt like ghosts, moving around this massive theme…

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We arrived late in the day at the Dream Castle Hotel, outside Disneyland Paris. I wasn’t quite ready for the shift from camping. We were a little haggard and road weary, having made the trip up from Barcelona so quickly. Then BOOM we’re in Disneyland, dragging our suitcases and grocery bags into the main lobby, smoothing down our hair and clothes as we crossed the atrium, trying to look something a little more respectable. My friend Kayt was already in town, she and I made plans to meet at the theme park months beforehand, but somehow I kept forgetting to…