january 20th.

january 20th marks a rather scary day in my family's history as it was exactly one year ago that daddio's hellish cardiac journey started.

despite the fact that i am feeling incredibly wobbly and sobby today, there are some pretty positive words from an impossibly optimistic man which are currently turning my day from sombre to celebratory.

dad told me that he feels proud today. he knows what he is physically and mentally capable of; he knows that "his girls" will live good lives, too. he knows there are a million things to feel grateful for and the most important part about any day of the year is that we're all in one, collective piece. he reminded me, too, that living in the sad and scary past, especially when there's a particularly bright future ahead, only does more harm to an already-healthy ticker.

today's a pretty sweet day.