I’ll only be a moment as too much is waiting. I am overcome with the weight of my blessings, tears coming unbidden as I putter. Folding, cleaning, swinging and cuddling. I check on the girls in the night and their tangled bedclothes and knobby knees make my heart ache. Fin sleeping, arms folded behind her head and legs crossed, steals my breath. Sean’s hand reaches for mine as we sit quietly after bedtime. The creaks of our house and the rhythm of our life fills me with a glow of being at peace.
Wishing you the golden embrace of contentment.