We're working towards that today in the spring sunshine and as I scrub the counters I am mentally recounting our week. None of the pressures of week stick to me like the cooking spray that I can't get off the stove top. NONE of that stays. It's only the sweet stuff that lingers.
Stuffed animal sleepovers
Pitching four innings
Cloudless skies and crashing waves
Undivided attention and hugs that last longer
So many of the moments in the week feel like chores, but it's so nice to remember how much goodness dwells in the every day.
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Indeed goodness dwells. As the weather gets better and better, it's getting easier to do that. I don't know the correlation, and I refuse to say I have that seasonal disorder, but there is something special about spring and summer! :)
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