The Night Walk & The Frogs

Short entry here… Getting back into the writing.

We took an evening walk after dark recently, something we haven’t done in what feels like forever. Fizz was instantly buzzing with excitement, eager to map out all the nighttime smells and shake off some restless energy. What caught me off guard though, was how she completely ignored the frogs scattered along the road as we traversed the neighborhood. Normally, she’d be pawing at them and bouncing alongside, determined to recruit a new friend for an adventure. Seeing her so dialed into just exploring the quiet night with me felt different. And genuinely comforting. It was a simple shift in her antics, but exactly the spark of lightness I needed. One day, or in this case, night at a time.