There are many times that I wake up, stumble to the bathroom for my contact case, and start the day with a low buzz of swirly, got-to-do thoughts. Sometimes I remember to stop myself. I take a breath, slow the head race, and remember these things for which I’m grateful:

for a healthy child

for a healthy child

must love dogs

for matt, who loves dogs (almost) as much as me.

big ellie

for the guardian of all small creatures.

for friends like this.

for friends like this.


and this.

and this.



for a house full of fur.


for good sleep and a warm bed.


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