Life is hard. For many different reasons and seasons. Sometimes it's by our own decisions or the fall out of someone else's. Thankfully, I am in the midst of a joyful season. Praise the Lord for blessing me with the sweetness of life.
I have become energetic about seeing the eyes of my three children - taking time to be in the moment with them. Rather it be Abi's silly ramblings to her own tune or Caleb pushing a fire truck across the floor or Eli unraveling his big plans for his Lego planes. I have joy in wanting to cook well for them. In offering them a better alternative to boxed snacks. In getting grass all over me because they love for me to join them in the sprinkler.
There is a sweet overflow of love in telling my husband of 9 and a half years (!) that it is still a joy to be his wife. And, to mean it with all sincerity.
The squelching heat of the summer has not slowed the spring feeling in my heart. I am ever thankful for this lush time of joy, peace, and an abundance of patience. Of loving right where we are. Not looking back and not looking too far forward. Just savoring the present.
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