SUNday.

Today was one of the best days we've had in a long, long time. It was nothing special other than everything was just right. We woke up and made pancakes for breakfast (with strawberries and Nutella.) Then we packed up for the beach as it was a balmy 77 degrees today (sorry Minnesotans.) The boys drove down to the beach and I took a run (completely by myself) to meet them at the "finish" line. Great friends and their kids joined us and we all proceeded to play at the beach for the rest of the day. Such a "normal" day for us that we have not had since E's TBI. Like I said, it was nothing special other than, everything just clicked. We are coming up on the 1 year mark since E's injury (March 25th.) We have all been through so much these past 11 months and it feels good to have a really, REALLY good day. A just for the record, really, really, good days are not to be taken for granted. I am keenly aware and highly sensitive to all of the bad shit and good shit that comes our way, in this healing process. Today, I am so thankful that the bad shit still allows us to enjoy the good shit. Today was good shit. That's all.




Running.




Finish line.




Crab hunting.




Juice box break.





"Happiness is where we find it, but rarely where we seek it."
J. Petit Senn