One of the first things she wanted and made us do together after her return home was take a walk.
Somehow the whole time she was gone I didn’t take any walks (that I can remember, anyway, and certainly nothing long; oh yeah I forced myself to walk around the grocery store block once). I barely left the house.
As much as I (think I) love time alone, the way the world comes back to life and color when she comes home tells a slightly different story.
