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Our girl, Hallie, loved helicopters.
Our friend Gary coined the phrase, Hallie-Copter.

The morning of her 28th birthday, the morning I woke up missing her more than I usually do, I wandered out to our side patio to sit for a minute before the start of the day. And that’s when I saw it, the little toy “Hallie-Copter”, that hung eye level, from a tree branch. Incredulous at first, and not understanding exactly what i was seeing, I walked up to it ran my fingers over the glued on tail letters: HALLIE1.

In an instant all became clear; the “Hallie-Copter” was the incredibly thoughtful & clandestine handiwork of our dear friend who misses her too, and knows the depths our hearts ache.

In an instant I remembered how everyday things made her happy. In an instant I remembered her smile. In an instant I began to smile. In an instant the day that began sad turned sweet. In an instant I felt the love that surrounds me——–and for more than an instant, I allowed myself to sit in it and feel.

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Bad things happen. They just do.
Rightly so, people get sad, or mad and quite often loud.
Good things happen. They just do…….too.
Rightly so, people feel lighter and happier and quite often say little.

Somedays it feels like sad is winning…
I’m tired of sad,
I’m not going to let sad win.
I’m on a mission to bring happy back.
I’m going to acknowledge bad, and consciously rejoice in good.

‘Cuz good is out there too.