I’m grateful for a day at home with no agenda or calendar items whatsoever. Just what we needed after a week dealing with Janet’s death. I’m sure the record of days will encapsulate it.
I will highlight one part of it, though: I’m grateful that the topography of State College includes the snow-covered hill at Penn Hills Park, which we Stilsons tobogganed down for two hours this sunny afternoon. Oh, and Carla and I had an attention-grabbing wrestling match on the slope, in which she attempted to pin me but could barely get me on the ground. I love a playful, feisty wife.
I’m grateful for Josh, who helped me shovel Janet’s driveway yesterday afternoon in preparation for the arrival of some relatives.