We're coming around.
The news and chaos are settling into our bones and our emotions and tears are slowing.
We have hope again.
This young girl is excited that her new school will still have a running club.
This little guy is on week two of his new medicine and this morning ate a cereal bar without complaint.
Without getting out of his chair.
Without crying and clearing his throat from pain.
We dare to Hope.
And this one?
He's our go with the flow guy.
But there have still been a few tears along the way.
And then yesterday he said, "I'm pretty sure I'll make some new friends at my new school next year."
I know you will, bud.
You're one friendly dude.