The worst one of my life was when I was waiting for a court date for Fifi. It had been months and I was at my wits end. I can't remember ever being so miserable. I thought I'd never be happy again.
Then the next day the phone rang and it was my agency, telling me to be in Russia in five days. It's been a whirlwind ever since.
So today I remember the worst day of my life and give a special thanks it's in the rearview mirror.
The kids have decided we should stay home and make heart shaped pizza. I'm thinking that sounds good, too.