Punctured.

I picked up a nail in our tyre on my travels this afternoon; we discovered the slow leak just before dinner. Yikes! The resourceful husband managed to figure out the puncture kit that was in Japanese and sort us out temporarily. (It doesn't involve a spare tyre.)

It's the Queen's memorial day tomorrow so fingers crossed the right shops will be open for us tomorrow to get the tyre changed. 

Life feels like it has been a little harder lately. A punctured tyre seems like one more hurdle in the mix. Our big boy has been living with a motor tic and that's flared up recently. He's in great spirits and incredibly resilient, which I'm grateful for. It's been a challenge thus far. Seeking the grace and wisdom to walk with him on this journey.