A Year Ago...
Today my husband's nephew has been married for one year. This means one year ago today I danced for the first time with my husband. We'd probably not danced before because I'm really not very large-group social. I liked dancing with him. After nearly ten years of marriage it was nice to do something romantic and sweet for the first time.

The next day he got sick.

Yesterday, he moved a toe on his left foot really clearly for the first time since the sickness damaged so many nerves. This means the nerves are still coming back. Yay! He went outside barefoot yesterday and said he could feel the roughness of the patio concrete on the souls of his feet...another big deal.

Every once in a while we run across something he can't remember at all, not even a little from before he got sick. The virus in his brain didn't erase many files but when it did...they were just gone. No access. Zap. So far, none of them have been big moments but still, it's sad to lose a memory.

But he works outside a bit. He gives me heck about my desk. He's well.

I'm glad.