Playing catch up

It's mid-summer, mid-week, and mid-month (close enough!). I must be in the weeds. Old restaurant term for so far behind I can't tell if I'm coming or going; sometimes nothing else will do. Ohh, very much so.

Samantha's doctor was pleased with her progress so far. We go back next week for another check, and hopefully she can come off the meds. She's regained full vision in her eye - thank you so much for all your good thoughts and prayers. It helped me tremendously.

Two weeks from now I'll be on the road. I get a little more excited every day. In the back of my mind is the thought that this is the first time I've taken a "vacation" without my kids and husband, and I am absolutely loving it. What does that say about me?