Realizing that this is my first year in three not waking up in a hospital bed on Christmas day, but instead taking my beautiful puppy outside for a walk, enjoying the quiet and stillness which is so rare in this neighborhood, and coming back in to battle for bed space with her.
While deep inside I would much rather be on the road in my motorhome, in some anonymous town on my way to the next one, I must admit… this really isn’t so bad at all.
Now, back to sleep for a bit, then either laundry or out to the beach and after that the archery range in Golden Gate Park with Ruby.
Yeah. not so bad.