It’s been two months since I picked up the new camera. Early morning light calling me & I grab the Nikon before the light moves.
Dust settles in.
It was a busy week last week with five doctors appointments to fill our days.
The girl who loves to dance is the one who knows where we are going and who we are seeing. When they ask who’s in charge of the eyes . . . she knows the name and place of practice.
She’s keeping us straight.
The consensus of it all on our girl who loves music . . . the dust is still settling.
Settled dust will give us more information.
But, over all . . . She’s doing well.
In fact I would say she is doing very well.
The face is coming back, and the eye guy gave a happy dance.
The ear guy says there is lots of fluid that needs to be drained but. . . “we must wait for dust to settle”.
So we wait.
and dust settles
and we move on
and she moves on
She’s moving on well.
All kinds of therapy starts tomorrow at Roger C. Peace . . . a place for the injured. I know they will love her there. She will work hard and do what they ask of her.
She’s a fighter this girl. She’s strong. She’s ready to roll.
light calling me, streaming in
notes to me from the best friend ever
good morning hugs from the youngest of us
songs that make us dance in the car
listening to stories to be told from strangers
a phrase that makes her say, “now we have to listen to that song”
she discovered Bob Seger
celebrating birthday dinners with the brown eyed girl
walk in the woods