If I had a lick of sense, then yesterday would have been a bad day.
Reggie, our Jeep and only mode of transportation, has gone to the to the big car lot in the sky. True to form, Reggie went out with lots of drama, which included leaving Adam and two out of three boys stranded by the highway. (Thanks for that, Reggie... really.)
Sick animals, sick kiddos, an ankle that refuses to play nice - yesterday should have been the day that sent me hobbling toward the hills.
Only it wasn't. Instead, it was a day that left me incredibly grateful for the wrong turn that put Adam and the boys on a less-trafficked highway when he lost steering on Reggie. Thankful that Adam was able to safely get the car pulled over. Thankful my parents were nearby and willing to help. Thankful for good news delivered on a bad day. Thankful for new life breathed into an old friendship at just the right time. Thankful for kids who step up when needed, who look out for each other.
So yeah, yesterday could have been a terrible day. For that matter, today gave it a good shot, too. Instead, it left me feeling incredibly loved and hopeful for tomorrow.
Oh, and if you're wondering about the new look on the site, it's a work in progress. There's lots more to come, so stay tuned!
Rolling hills that had been vibrant green just weeks ago were now muted in tone, as if they were taking a deep breath before bursting into the song of fall.