Oh me oh my - is it always so hard to let go of a trip? Last week my husband, Eric, and I took a rare vacation (sans offspring) to celebrate a (major) anniversary. We were originally headed to Big Sur - one of our favorite spots on the planet.  We had been with the kids a few years back, fell in love, and promised ourselves we would return.  A few days before we were scheduled to leave, I heard horrible news.  In the middle of the endless news cycle of election year mayhem, to which I am hopelessly addicted, there was a quick mention of a devastating wild fire near Big Sur.