It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.
Today when I woke up, my foot was swollen and hurting. I still went to the gym, thinking I would be able to walk it off, but I only made it worse.
It was so bad that I spent my day sitting, sleeping, and reading. As much as I was hurting, it is always nice to find a reason to be still.
Joel stole this photo of Puccini and me napping in the sun on the front porch.