I love
My kitchen table, quiet and clean in the morning after a chaotic night of suppers and homework
The crafts of my children still sprung about the counter waiting for their return
Leaves blown & tracked about in my entryway; remnants of kids and dogs playing and rolling in the yard
The gentle storms guiding me to rest, stay home, read a book or take a nap
My husband's robe laid over the bed the Comfort he has here with us; comforts me in his return
Anticipation of Christmas and changing seasons the renewal of Hope and joy in the world
so silly to think the chaos I typically complain about are the very things I hold dear.
I love this life.
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