We have reached the end of another weekend. Things are fine, my mouth is slowly healing, and, tonight, I feel like writing about Miss Erin.
We spent the day watching her play basketball and socialize with her friends. She still lights up our world, and it appears from watching her that she brings happiness to others, too. Even through her struggles, she inspires us.
Erin is figuring out that, this is it. This is our life and it's up to us to make the best of it. If you want to be happy, figure out what makes you happy, and then do it. Sounds pretty simple, right? But if Erin can come to terms with that at age 11, she's way ahead of the game.
Erin knows more about the world than I wish she did. As we've said more than once, she's been through more than any 11 year old should have to endure. But, you don't get to choose what happens to you, you only get to choose how you react to it. Erin is learning that, too.
This is not to diminish the pain of loss she still feels, because it's still present. It always will be. But, Erin is coming to accept that, too. She doesn't want to forget, but she doesn't want to be stuck, either. So, she's working on it. And we're pretty damn proud of her.
We continue to find our rhythm as a threesome. Erin has wanted to hang with Dan and I more lately, and that's been really nice. Whether it's watching football or the Golden Globes, it's good to be together.
Tonight I am grateful for Erin.
