Habit is one of my daily reads. For the month of July, Emily and Molly, the blog's co-curators have started a flickr group. Anyone so inclined is invited to share a moment of their day with a photo and a few words. This pool is a magical collection of days; I encourage you to take a moment to browse and, if you'd like, join in. The images below are some that I've contributed.
I washed our third and fourth pints of the day to make the pie.
It dawned on me that yesterday I forgot it was the 13th anniversary. And what a sign of healing. And if things had gone differently, I wouldn't have them.
I had the feeling of life having come full circle as we hiked. That same trail Alexi and I climbed dozens times together during our courtship.
I realized it's easier for me to understand the perspective of his older brother, being a firstborn child myself.
It probably wasn't wise to turn on the oven today, but I wanted to make something special for breakfast. His oldest friend was here for his first sleepover.
I always think about my grandmother when I garden. I'm thankful for all the teaching, the modeling she did for me in her younger life. I wish she lived closer.
For a split second I wasn't sure how he was going to react; I saw on his face it could go either way.
He never stops making me laugh.
I was glad for the time alone; at the same time, the house felt so empty.
At dinner he said to me, "At times I wished this day was already over and at times I wished it would never end." Exactly how I felt.
I had unexpected tears when he came outside in the cape. He reminds me to channel my inner superhero.
The last time their grandfather came with us to the farmer's market A was two weeks old and in a stroller. Today, we held hands and talked while they shopped.
To say we were all surprised would be a major understatement.