I love days like today, when my family and I hide away from the world and take life at our own pace.
We tend to do things slowly around here whenever possible…wake up slowly, mosey on down to breakfast, have a late lunch and a snack for dinner.
I found myself downstairs whilst the rest of my lovelies cuddled on my bed for an afternoon movie. A wave of such gratitude hit me, as it does from time to time.
“Everything I need is right there, upstairs on my bed…” I thought.
I wanted to do something sweet for them, to show them how much I love them. I sliced up some crisp red apples, piled them into a bowl and brought them with me as I headed back to my room.
There they all were, just as I’d left them, looking as beautiful as ever, as they lunged for the bowl of apples.
“Aw…” said my husband, “Mom loves us so much doesn’t she?”
I knew I married him for a reason. He gets me, that one.