June 27, 2011

Fighting like a girl

We fight our way through totally nonsensical Eastern traffic.  She fights for her life.  We fight the urge to punch the lady at the counter at McDonald's because we fought our way through morning traffic for pancakes and they are now telling us they are out of pancakes.  She fights for her life.  We fight to learn a new language.  She fights for her life.  We fight frustration, homesickness, and diarrhea.  She fights for her life.  We fight demons, both literal and figurative.  She fights for her life.

I figure if she can keep her head up, so can we.  Thanks, baby girl, for teaching the rest of us how to fight.  
(THE LOGO ON THE SHIRTS WE ARE WEARING IN THE PICTURE ABOVE)