Hey, people.
A couple of weeks ago, it occurred to me that it was about to be March 18, the day last year when Aaron got hurt. And I wondered if that was the kind of thing that it would be OK to mention here on the site. I thought I'd run it past Aaron first, to make sure he wouldn't think that was insenstive or something.
But then, yesterday, when I asked everyone to tell me what they were doing this weekend, Aaron left the following comment that led me to believe he might feel just fine about it. Here is what Aaron says he's up to:

"I'm actually planning on partying to the best of my abilites this weekend. Saturday is my stump's first birthday! I was planning on going sky-diving, but it looks like those plans fell through, so I'll just see what other sort of trouble I can get into."

So there you have it. It's been a year, and that's worth celebrating. Personally I'll probably call Aaron and talk for a little while to find out what he's up to, and then I'll hang up and go back to cleaning the house or whatever I'm doing and revel in the fabulous normalness of this day as compared to last year. But I'll also take a minute to be thankful. Join me if you want.