Today, when I picked up Deaven from school, I asked my usual, "How was your day today?". Today, he replied, "I'm not sure yet...I have to sort it out still". He's SEVEN. What an amazing reminder that through out our days, some good, some trying, some earth shattering, we can always CHOOSE how to log it into our memories. We can choose to have a good day, and we can choose to have a bad day. No one can force us into either and no one is responsible for the kind of day we had, except us. Mmmmm.....I love my boy.
