What a glorious Sunday. Benji had fishing on the brain when he woke up, so we ventured out for more fun on the water with rods, reels, and our paddleboard. Also at Benji’s request, we had an epic Iron Chef type battle on the grill tonight–we were all winners. After this weekend at home together, we were missing Banyan something fierce, so we all sat down at the table after dinner to write him letters.
One year ago, we were recovering from a day at the Infusion Center for Erwinia shots, and watching clumps of hair fall out onto Benji’s pillow. I feel blessed beyond measure right now.