Here I Go Again...

Thanks to an early morning weight-lifting session with Buds, children who have entered some sort of mythical stage of loving each other’s company, and sunshine pouring in through the French Doors, I was overwhelmed with gratitude for this home and these people in my life.

And when it’s a crappy day, and I’m feeling depressed, and the children are attempting to impale each other, and it’s gray and blechy out, I’ll still be grateful.

But days like today, it’s much easier to feel the gratitude.