Nope, not dead. Nope, haven't given up, either.
Life has been in a state of "suspended animation" -- you know, that feeling you have when you've just thrown a bunch of balls up into the air, and you're waiting for them to come back down. You don't know where they're going to land, or even if you'll be able to catch any of them. You just keep looking up at the sky in equal parts expectant hope and dread.
I look back on the past few months and realize that, for all the running around like crazy, spending late nights to get everything done, more running, and panicking over dropped stitches, we've been extraordinarily blessed. Our kids are well, we're healthy, and summer is underway.
So picture me standing under a cloudless sky, looking upwards, hands open. I'm ready to catch those balls as they come down, and I'm not going to worry about the ones that get away.
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