Today might not be one of those perfect days. Today is only one day after my daughter had yet another leg surgery.. it was a minor procedure this time, and she is already home, but I can’t help feeling sad. Like a truck in a chest, needles in the heart sad. To watch your only child go through something painful is a soul stripping experience, and it never gets easy. But… My daughter is amazing. And strong. Also, I get to be aware that every pain-free minute is something precious, an awareness that is so easily lost in everyday life. A good day it is.