A large percentage of my days are spent close to this guy. We nap together on the couch. I sit in the living room and Zoom teach, and he watches me while I watch him. A friend asked me the other day if Mark’s ever left alone in the house. I think in the last 15 months, he’s been left alone for maybe 10 minutes, once. Some days it seems so very hard, and some days it seems like a slow, quiet gift. Today was the latter. Thankful.