It's weird because apparently this year and I seemed to start off on the wrong foot. But now, settling into it, things are beginning to click and not really make sense but just finally work. Normally all this instability would have me in knots, but I had an adjustment at the chiropractor the other day and am just going with the flow. I'll have more bloodwork done this week and hope for real answers this time. I am feeling okay.
We are no longer down to one car- Jeff and I both got new-to-us vehicles within the past week. I went to Indy yesterday, yes, the Super Bowl was there, and I sat in the audience for Jimmy Fallon's Live Special after the game with my friend June. It was an awesome day not planned much at all, kind of just happened thanks to us showing up and friends offering help and me accepting it. Emily let us park at her house and then she dropped us off to get tickets before she drove herself to church. When we had no place to go mid-day until the show started late last night, Sarah picked us up downtown and brought us to her home, where she fed us and threw a Super Bowl party with other fabulous friends like Katy and Erin (and Emily again!), whom I am all the better for being able to visit with and enjoy.
Yesterday June and I ate gorgeous sushi for lunch in downtown Indy and later rocked out to this, live, with exploding confetti and onstage fireworks. Today, back home, Jeff and I took Ivy for her first sushi (she liked the gyoza, miso soup, some happy roll and Ramune) and later we sat in the school auditorium for the boys' choir concert. I will not compare myself yesterday and today, nor the two events. I am thankful that I was her then, and her now. I don't have to settle or make excuses, explanations for one or the other. Both were equally amazing. Both have their own kind of fireworks.
"Everything is coming up Milhouse!" I told June. We delighted in each little thing the entire day. The moon in the dark morning as we drove I-65 at 5 am. The friendliness of strangers, the perfect timing, the too good to be true (but true), the weather, the parking spot, the hot dogs after the show.
There's this new ease that I had somehow previously resisted without even knowing it, and now I'm leaning in. Like it scratches that itch in just the right spot. The one you forgot about but now remember in its absence and you think, this is living.
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