The grass feels different on my feet today. I took Sam out to stand in the rain. We laughed as our eyelashes darkened and clung together. He squealed. I squealed. We ran barefoot in the field.
Today was the day we expected my niece, Amelia, to arrive. Instead, we are trying to remember how wonderful life can be. How easy it is to take love and living for granted. We are all learning to live with this comfortable sadness that is now a part of our days.
We talk about her every day. But today is a little different. Today would be her birthday. Instead, it is our birthday. Our chance to love more and live harder.
I’d like to know…What color was your day?