Tonight, before I fall asleep, I'm going to take a few minutes and think back over my day. It wasn't perfect, but I tried. Some days are brilliant flashes of light and some are just "sloggers". Today was somewhere in between . . . and I'm okay with that. It just proves my life is normal.
The house is still. I love the feel of it. Like so many times I laid in bed as a kid - listening to the house. So ends the day with the same quietness from which it woke. The last bit ticks by. I close my eyes.