This weekend was lovely, slow and sunny and full of family time. On Saturday, Brees was
up at the crack of dawn, ready to start our weekend with the roosters. We decided to
let Shawn and Belle sleep in, grabbing a quick breakfast and heading into town to visit a
local nursery. I filled our cart with herbs and a few more plants for the girls' flower garden
as Brees visited with all the other early morning gardening enthusiasts. Waking up early
is not so bad when you have such lovely company, such beautiful weather.
We spent the remainder of our weekend outside: working in the garden, playing with
the dogs, riding bikes, sunbathing. After a big Sunday dinner at my mom's house, the
girls went down for naps and Shawn and I listened to music on the patio. Weekends like
this make me thankful, give me peace in my heart. I found myself whispering prayers
of thanks under my breathe, thanking God for the gift of family, love, health, a life we can
be proud of. Life is a beautiful song worth singing at the top of your lungs.
I am so thankful for these days.