I know that I'm supposed to be saying something.
I owe you pictures and commentary about Baby M's birthday party. I will get to that, I promise. But it just so happened that Chance's cycle day 1 fell on that day, too. Cycle day 1 – the official green light. The GO button on this cycle was pressed on that day. The fact that Baby M's birthday party and the start of this cycle coincided in some sort of odd cosmic collision felt…weird. Not exactly ominous, but not exactly fortuitous, either. It felt like something, though. An indecipherable omen, impossible to tell in the moment whether it was indicitive of something to look forward to or something that may never be seen.
If this were a movie, this would be the point at which the skies suddenly grey, the wind speeds up enough to lift the hair from your shoulders, and everyone glances nervously at the sky when the foreboding thunder rumbles from afar.