Today was a day.

Today didn't feel like a day.

Or did it? It is that time and she is waking up to a horrible back pain and sore joints. She lifts her legs off the bed, they feel so heavy. Waking up is just so hard some times. After a moments pause she finally gains some control over her body and makes her way to the couch where she finds him. He's a morning person. He greets her with a "G'mornin" and an "I love you". She is not a morning person. She groans "I love you too". He smiles. Silent for a few moments, he asks her, "Is today not a good day, should we just hang around the apartment." She doesn't think so, "some exercise sounds good..... maybe some coffee with a walk along the beach?" She knows this is not his favorite thing to do, but it sounds so nice right now. He agrees though, as he usually does.

The weather is perfect today. The wind feels soft against her face. Their puppy Sophie is so happy. She calls her the happiest dog in the world today. She runs free... nearly. She runs in circles around them making it almost impossible to drink their venti coffees and keep steady ground at the same time. She asks, "Sophie annoys you sometimes, doesn't she?" He says, "no". She continues with, "she makes me smile." The walk is long, but it doesn't seem that way. There are many people around. Other dogs walking their people, like Sophie walks her. Push ups and runners. A pregnant woman working on her and her babies health. Maybe a homeless man, that says, "hello" to her. Older couples hand in hand. Younger couples hand in hand. She looks at him, he's smoking a cigarette, seeming as there isn't a care in the world. She looks at Sophie, running till her leash pulls, then running stronger. She smiles, she's full, she's happy.

Today was a day.