one year. wow.
as i sit here and reflect, i keep interrupting my own thoughts. this isn’t a year that i want to reflect on. a year ago in my desperation i didn’t know where i’d be a year down the road what i did know is that i would be better. i knew that i would never feel as low as i did that first day or that first week. that held true.
if you were expecting something prolific or grand for the one year anniversary, birth, death, whatever we call it of my son Benjamin, you may have gotten your hopes up.
all i can do today is sum up the past 365 days with just about the only quote that feels right.
so far i’ve made it through 100% of my worst days.