Ducky’s confidence is growing, again.
The last time I put her on the treadmill was about a week after we had all said goodbye to our sweet Callie. Our grief and heartache was still quite raw.
Even Ducky, who normally is unfazed by the things she is familiar with, was unsure about the treadmill’s movement.
This morning my little girl showed me that she is no longer unsure of the mechanical beast in the corner of the room. She conquered her fear and walked for ten full minutes at two miles per hour.
One of these days, she won’t mind the phone either…it was a little bit of a distraction for her.