An Ending
Today we said goodbye to our red stroller. It was moldy, the brake hasn't worked since Tim drove over it when we were still living in Arlington, but still, we used it last fourth of July to get a sleepy, newly five year old Liam home. That doesn't feel like that long ago. And I could see a sleepy newly 6 year old Liam wanting a ride home from fireworks this summer. But one ride every twelve months felt like it was time to say goodbye. Still, it feels like an ending.