Doug gave me this wooden plaque the first time I came over to his house to look at bike frames over 4 years ago. It has hung in 5 houses and in 4 different states. It never gets left behind or forgotten. It means more to me than I can even express. This silly little wooden plaque.
Life is good, it's busy, it's overwhelming, it's happy. It's full of long days and short nights. And I am thankful for every single mess we make. And lord knows, we make a lot of them.