Day 78 :: flip flops in march. I was so glad she thought of it because I hadn’t. It was a strange mix of summer and winter.
Day 79 :: The look on his face made the chaos worth it.
Day 80 :: Purposely made time to soak up the sun today and it felt wonderful.
Day 81 :: the days feel so full of possibility while the evenings seem to take it all back. I blame exhaustion and look forward to parting ways.
Day 82 :: we were all happy to be able to wish her a happy birthday in person. We spent the rest of the day outside.
Day 83 :: the seconds-to-get-out-the-door-because-we-don’t-all-have-to-bundle-up has been good for my soul.
Day 84 :: the note I found made me cry. It’s hard to watch people age. I wish hand written notes were not a thing of past generations.