Today was a good day, I could tell when I first opened my eyes this morning and nothing hurt. I wrote my weekly letter to the older kids, groomed plants on the back deck and made my first trek to my very favorite supermarket in weeks. I headed straight to the deli and brought home dinner to give Steve a break.
My hope is that I've turned a corner and that this next several days will be something approaching normal, that's the goal. And besides, our home is intact, we aren't waiting in gasoline lines and we have lost absolutely nothing this entire week.
We are blessed.