02/24/2026
Last Wednesday’s ACL reconstruction has me physically grounded - I am slower, and dependent in ways I’m not used to. And yet, I have felt so cared for. My dad showing up without hesitation, to either bring me a new ice pack, or make me lunch, or take me to PT. Friends arriving with meals and flowers. Phone calls just to hear my voice. Texts packed with memes so I don’t forget to laugh. All of my kids under one roof at the same time - which almost never happens anymore - just to lift my spirits. My husband carrying the weight of the house and gently helping me with the smallest things, even putting on my socks when I can’t. And my sweet dog, Honey, who hasn’t left my side for a minute. She seems to know her job is simply to stay close. These are my people. This is my home. Being “grounded in place” isn’t about staying still - it’s about being rooted in love. On my strongest days and my most vulnerable ones, these people (and my very loyal dog) are what keep me steady. My heart is so full. 💜