Marin just wanted to smell all the smells and walk, walk, walk. My nose wasn't powerful enough to pick up on any odors of note. But she seemed to find enjoyable scents all over.
Three years ago... on this day, at this time. I was in an operating room. Being worked on by a surgeon and his team.
Every breath I have now is a gift. And gifts should be enjoyed. Not enjoying myself... because of things outside of my control. Isn't part of my mindset anymore.