The new normal.

Tonight we decided to do something that my wife enjoyed.  We made popcorn, sat on the couch fending off the cats and watched some of the new season's shows.  The dog lay peacefully on his bed curled up with my wife's jacket, finally sleeping well if the running in his sleep movements were any measure.  We enjoyed the TV shows, successfully defended our snacks from the feline menace and generally forgot about the stress and loss of the last week for just a little bit.  It felt good, but I worry that one day it will be too easy to allow that memory to fade.  I hope not.