Then I Met A Man Who Had No Feet.

This post also had the alternative title of "When Perspective Smacks You Upside The Head."

Rory has an excellent way of keeping me in check when I'm being ridiculous. One of the thousands of things I'm grateful for with this life with him.

I've been preoccupied for several months in the midst of a big decision. And the thing is, no matter how many people I talk to, or vent to, or ask opinions of...ultimately it comes down to what I want. That is hard for me. And, ultimately, quite silly when I stop to think about it. Because what is greater than the blessing of choice?

I know that when I focus on the good, Sookie sees that and emulates it to the best of her ability. It is a continuous beautiful loop of the two of us encouraging each other to find the happy in the day, no matter what.

This year for the holiday season, I'm attempting something that feels quite foreign to me. I'm letting go of expectations and embracing what is. After years of stressing over it, I've also realized it is impossible to see every single loved one in the same day.

I received an email yesterday morning reminding me it was my friend Sarah's birthday. I stopped moving at lightning speed. Sarah passed on last summer. Her bravery will always fuel my own journey. I know that she is shining bright somewhere up above. On Labor Day, I took Sookie to a tea party with some of our friends. Beforehand, I mentioned that she could bring a doll along. Out of several options, she picked the sock monkey covered in hearts from Sarah. It had been a gift on her first Christmas.  Little, and yet huge things like that give me chills and remind me to always look up.

Working on being brave and present exactly where I am.