As illness’s grip on our family slowly weakens - or should I say as its fingers are stomped on by medicine and antibiotics - each one of us is regaining our strength and energy. Tomorrow, for the first time in two weeks or so, our pack will become whole again with Justin coming home for a long weekend trip. Thankfully, Diego is all better, his wildness made manifest through zany running, hooting, and laughing. This morning it wasn’t too cold out so he decided he wanted to wear his lighter coat to school and it felt like normal. It felt like we were back where we should be.
