I’m opening windows to let in the perfect Spring air. It’s cool and fresh and scented with lilac. 

Mike isn’t rushing the boys to bed so he can crash. He’s playing with them. I love the sound of their laughter and teasing.  I love that they’re enjoying each other. 

This year has been so hard. I can’t find the words to explain what we have been through. 

But... DBS has been a miracle. Mike has his life back. I have my husband back. The kids have daddy back. 

I’m savoring more than the flowers blooming. My heart is so full. 

Grateful to all of you for loving us through all of this. It has been terrible and wonderful and awful and beautiful.