For a while there...

For a while there, I felt like I was really on a roll. I gave into the illusion that life was finally on all the tracks I wanted it to be on and was ready to just coast into summer.

God had other plans.

And true to his form, he knocked me back into the reality I was kind of trying to ignore and while I'm coming out of that little blip a little fazed, a little bruised, and without the stiffest of upper lips (at least not all the time)… I know I'm on a good path again. 

And I trust Him.

Because while I was sitting around feeling sorry for myself, life was happening all over the place.

And it was pretty lovely.

Kittens yawned.

I racked up the miles.

This beauty and her Che Dog healed the roughened edges of my heart.

I acquired another animal artifact and got probably way too excited about it.

I ate fresh peaches and bananas drizzled with our blood orange olive oil.

I confirmed my suspicion that a good glass of rosé can do a world of good when you're not feeling like the warrior you wish you could be.

And that a well-timed puppy snuggle is one of the purest gifts we'll ever receive. 

(Juliana handed him over shortly after this was taken - and then I sniffed his puppy breath for too long)