Callie's death impacted my life in ways I least suspected. Since her memorial last week I've only managed to hang on to one new habit: my solo Monday Thumb Butte hike.
This hike was different; I never before noticed it was oak trees lining the trail.
I don't mind hiking alone, although my preference is to have a partner. Perhaps a time of quiet reflection is healthy; I simply know my preference is to have a companion. Always.
My oldest is home for a few days, and it's so good to have all three children together.
Tonight we had dinner as a complete family; I wonder how many more of these dinners as a family of five we have ahead of us. So many changes, so few assurances.
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