It's Still Weird

It's still weird to me that my husband I and exchange emails or dialogue like this:

I made Jacob’s scan appt today. I can plan on taking him.

June 16, 9am CT

June 16, 1:20 pm Dr. Mathias

We have been so far removed from the worst of it, that some days it doesn't seem real. Then the quarterly check up sneaks up.

I have been thinking lots about our treasured memories from the Wish Trip last April. I'm also painfully aware that I never finished writing all the details. I'm still working on the poster print keepsakes that will eventually grace my wall.