There are days when things didn't quite go as I would have hoped. Like the timing wasn't quite right. Like I just wasn't on my game and wasn't trusting my gut.
For those days there are flowers and gardening. There is eating dinner on the porch in the late evening sun. There are dripping little bodies just out of the pool and fresh boyish haircuts. A cat to curl up on my lap. A bath to soak in. A good-night kiss. These are the things that will be remembered. Not the regret or the disappointment. There's plenty of that in this life without dwelling on it.