August 24

A few weeks ago, we were invited to attend an art day in honor of Logan at a building near CHO. After hemming and hawing for several days, we finally decided to go, so that's where we spent the early part of our afternoon today. When we arrived, it was just us, a few social workers --who we know from Logan's days as an inpatient-- and the guy who runs the program. We picked out our ceramic pieces and paints and got to work.

There was something soothing about sitting in that quiet room with my family, painting our pieces --an owl for Abby, a lighthouse for Adam, dogs for Brady and Isaac and a circular box for me-- and just being together; letting our individual personalities and preferences and creativity shine through our work. I relished seeing Brady's great gusto and concentration, Isaac's exuberance and Abby's attention to color and detail.

I'd trade just about anything to have Logan back here physically, but I'm glad we had a chance to focus on him in a positive way as a family today.