July 27

Adam decided he wanted to work on cleaning out the garage today. At one point, he brought me a stack of old cards and notes he'd found. They were a collection of things we'd written to one another, wedding cards, a picture to me from Logan, and even a photo of my grandparents.

Reading the sweet notes we wrote to one another before life got more complicated, tracing Logan's "signature" -- the spots where the marker held by his little fingers touched the paper--, looking at an old photo shoot proof sheet featuring toddler Abby and baby Logan... it was all a blessed blast from the past. And sometimes, that's just what I need.