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.
A drawback... or perhaps benefit. Is that there isn't a whole lot of room for souvenirs in a skoolie. So when you pick something its got to be special.
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.
Quite a bit of trail has been added... Aaaaaaand Marin was determined to venture down them all
Despite being less than perfect, my positive outlook on life somehow manages to chug along just fine.
She wanted to go 90 miles per hour and explore every grain of sand the park contained.