You can dance in a hurricane, only if you’re standing in the eye. ~Brandi Carlile

I’m grateful for moments of dancing in this hurricane that our life has become.   

I’m grateful for a second time in one month for that hot, sticky, run down six flags and its ability to make us smile.

  I’m grateful that the hurricane includes life evoling into MIDDLE SCHOOL as it should. Ack. 

And that there are always milkshakes.
And the fact that even in a hurricane and a lot of change, beautiful friendships are still part of the swirl. And many times those friendships step in right exactly when we need them to hold our hands when we step out of the eye and into the chaos of the hurricane. 

 And officially take their position as one of the family.