15 months to the day have passed since I was here last.
The last post shows a Florida beach on a cool morning.
This post shows a New England beach on a frigid afternoon.
Life has shifted, to say the least.
Today we celebrated my 37th birthday by driving from Boston down to Newport. I was born there and have no memories, so today I sought to fix that.
Rocky coasts, freezing temps, fat seagulls, a blizzard on the the horizon.
A year ago today was comically awful. But true to what I said (hoped…prayed) that day, it makes for a good story. There were sick children. Sick me. Issues with prescriptions. Church drama. And the day was forgotten by some close to me. But the hardest part was the heaviness that seemed to weigh all of our days felt heavier still that day.
Today, though, there was lightness.
I’m still not sure how to share all that happened. I’m not sure it needs to be shared.
But the fact that Boston is now our home is a gift to us.
Happy 37th to me.