This day was not so great, really. I certainly was not experiencing joy. Maybe it was because I was tired or stressed or self-focused. I felt irritated and on-edge.
And now a week later, as I sit down to record the day, I can't even remember the day that well.
There was something sweet and good at the end of it. Sam had a big test the next day, Jack also. I knew they were tired of studying and a little cranky. I asked them to go out together for a run. I told them it wasn't that cold. I checked later. It was 26. When they came in, about 8:45, I heard them together chatting and in good spirits. And then I heard, "Wow, it's hot in here!" Haha!
I am thankful for brothers doing things together. For a cheap, effective mood-changer in the form of a run. And for that cold, wake-you-up winter air. I should have gone with them.