And calm moments. Time to catch my breath. Time to do laundry, all steps. Time to dig through pictures and letters and realize I can throw some away.
What a gift.
For once in a very long long time we are just waiting for only good things. Taper continues and seems to be going okay. Sometimes little spots pop up and the good cream is slathered on and it all goes away. Sometimes the stomach is unhappy or now days it might just be too many bing cherries.
We are in a very quiet place. Sort of pacing and waiting and gearing up for return to School and Job Hunting and settling mom in her new place.
Time a gift of good things.