The weather is beautiful today, and I am delighted and wistful.
I happened to see a headline in a newsletter today about the best snacks to take to the playground with a toddler. That renewed my mourning about this fall, about all the plans I had for Ian.
I am grateful for the weather, though, and grateful that we can open our windows so I can experience a bit of this pre-fall day. I’m grateful that Ian has a wonderful daddy who loves to play with him and knows how to elicit streams of giggles.
We’ll get through this, one day at a time.
