The last month has sparked some serious discussions about my lifestyle, my future, and the reality of the cost of what I've been putting my body through. Simply put, I was given two choices. Either continue doing what I've been doing and know that it could ultimately be killing me, or make some drastic lifestyle changes and learn to respect my body and get as many beautiful days as I can.
The other night I was looking through my iPhoto library and was sobered by the absence of photos of Briar. What happened? There's Ave, there's Fin, there's another selfie. Do I not see her? Are pictures of her not as easily sharable and framable and, "Look, we're happy. Life is easy!" Maybe it's that she's getting older and I am being more restrained out of respect?