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We all need it. We all desire it. It's water to our souls and whether you reach for it in your darkest moments or you have surrendered daily to it's power, you still need it.
I felt with every fiber of my being that I should enjoy my hike today. I should enjoy my life. Be grateful for my life and be joyful.
Did I just say that?
It felt so empowering to hear it leave my lips.
Even better, I meant it.
The water is hot enough for my toes to curl, as I slowly lower myself into the tub. The smell of eucalyptus and the staleness of Epsom salt burns through my nose.
Our quaint rental house sat on a half-acre lot at the end of a secluded back road in Spanish Fork, UT. My oldest son, JD, was nearly 4 years old, and Evie, my daughter, was 3 months old.
One year ago today I suffered a severe concussion. Ironically enough I posted this picture one day before my accident, with this caption below it.
When I looked at him and said, "it's been a difficult year, let's be patient with ourselves." He teared up.
