Sometimes you're contentedly strolling along with life then -pop- flat tire.
Your path veers into places unimaginable.
It's been a while. A year, in fact, since the word "cancer" first rang in my ears as I looked down at my less than one-month-old son. By God's grace, I'm finally well enough to begin to look back at what I've lived ... and at the present chaotic joy of being a certain toddler's best friend.
I hope you'll continue to join me on this adventure.