A silly, unsettled week.

Honestly, it's been a bit of an unsettled week around these parts. I'm just now taking a step back, taking stock, surveying the damage. And I'm being reminded, again and again, that much of life is what you make of it. That no matter how good you are, there is always, always someone better. That this New York City of ours is full of crazy, ambitious, incredible people who are just outside our front door, ready to be known and loved. That I have this terribly wonderful life. Truly.

Oh goodness, weekend. Give me perspective.

We came down from the week the only way we know how - soaking up our favorite neighborhoods, eating good food and snuggling a 70 pound pup on the couch. And there might have been a good cry in there somewhere. Can we all agree that a good cry is often just the thing we need?

(for early morning yoga with a dog who just can't tolerate the fact that he's not allowed to participate)
(for emails from friends to brighten the day)