Today all of us spent our morning doing chores, eating munchkins from Dunkin Donuts, watching our ritual weekend morning travel channel and generally spending time together. Nothing special, nothing grand, nothing out-of-the-ordinary. Somewhere along the morning, I paused to revel in my happiness. My overwhelming happiness of calm, relaxing, things-will-get-done-when-we-get-to-them attitude. Somehow this joy catches me off guard. How is it that a mundane Saturday morning can awaken these feelings in me? Why am I so surprised "just being" with my family is enough to spark such feelings?
I don't deserve the love and joy that the three of you bring to my life... but I will happily lap up every morsel offered. In times of great stress and great annoyance (which there have been many moments over the last couple of weeks) I need to remember how blessed I am.
How blessed all of us are.
A special thank you to aunt Katie who took our first family pictures at the Udvar-Hazy Air and Space museum last weekend!
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