Today is the 3-1/2 year anniversary of Mike’s death. 42 29ths without him. 42 months of some shitty, hard, hard, hard decisions. During that time, we had to put our 14 year-old favorite dog in the world to sleep, lost both of my remaining grandparents, Mike’s dad, and my uncle. We moved to a different state and changed schools, sports teams, teachers, and left most of our friends. I bought one house and sold three. Every single one of those events was difficult and traumatic in different ways. But here’s the deal – WE ARE GOOD! We are happy and healthy. I look back over the memories of the last 42 months and we have done some great things. Little day-to-day things and big, huge take-your-breath-away things. I could not be more proud of how resilient and brave we have become. And I have learned the hard way that it is a choice. Every single day we get to choose. We choose to be happy, thankful, and grateful. In spite of all the crap I’ve seen posted lately and the hateful things I’ve heard…..I CHOOSE HAPPINESS.