This was such a rotten week you guys. I would recount it for you, but seriously I spent so much of it face down I’m not even sure which days were which.
Mostly what I want to share with you about this week though is today. Today was a day of scrolling through the camera reel and remembering, or maybe just really seeing for the first time the big and beautiful and maybe even amazing things that had everything to do with survival, whether I knew it at the time or not.
There was ugly. There were struggles and new limits and fears and just brokenness, but won’t you look with me? See the undeserved beautiful that cast a beautiful afterglow through the storms.
There were tender snuggles.
There were endless warm blankets and hard day socks. Never forget a pair of hard day socks.
There was HILARITY (slash panic) when my children somehow just haphazardly grabbed a mole and brought it into my bedroom to show me. A MOLE people!!
There was awe at the perfectly inspiring timing at which my sweet mama shared her sky with me from several states away.
There was giggling and excitement as the kids set up our tent in the backyard for an end of summer camp out, which I could see in plain view from the giant bay window at the foot of my bed.
There were breathtaking flowers along the walkway to the hospital.
I wasn’t stalling, there were like, a LOT of them!
There was cheering as my soon-to-be-school-goer beat me at his new letter sounds game.
There was the sweetest little pregnant mama houseguest who seems to think I’m the bestest snuggler of all….
And after… I lost count how many… days of not leaving home for anything other than the doctor, after a few dry runs and a lot of help from my wingman this morning, I busted on out with my two big boys for this…
I don’t quite remember how I got back into the house, but I did in a sore, exhausted, pale-ish, and wonderfully happy and satisfied heap, where I intend to stay well into the snuggles of the evening. Who knows, maybe we will find another adventure or two to cram in before sundown. 😉
Look back through your own week; did you miss any hidden gifts that might have been the very things that carried you to the weekend?
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