Every time I take Lucinda to Disneyland, we end the day with dinner at the Jazz Kitchen in Downtown Disney. The first time, it was because I just didn’t want to go home. It was right at the beginning of my divorce ordeal, and I was not well at all. Later, when things got better, we still went there to end our day, and I could see the progress. In each successive picture, I felt that I looked visibly happier. I know I felt happier each time.
So here is the latest installment. Life is really quite good now.