It was not the best birthday in my 37 year history. It was also not the worst. I don’t feel well. I had a rough night. I had six (yes – you read that right) subs in a building of only 17 teachers, which meant I had to be at work extra early. Knowing this, I did not wake up in the greatest of moods.
However, when I went to leave for work, this is what awaited me in the garage:
Aaron has been working really hard to get the garage cleaned up enough I could park in it finally. We still have a little work to do, and my car is filthy, but who cares, its progress! It was a simple, but HUGE bright spot in my day.
Then, part way through my morning, this lovely surprise arrived:
Two great bright spots from one great man. Love him!
So, even though it wasn’t the birthday of my dreams, it was {GOOD}, and I felt {Loved}.
- I am alive and healthy.
- I have four beautiful, healthy daughters.
- I have a family who loves me unconditionally.
- I am blessed.
Thank you to everyone who is a part of my life, you make rough days like this turn into true treasures.
Nature Girl. Mom. Wife. Friend. Photographer. Sewer. Crafter. Artist.
To borrow a phrase – “Yeet Ye Riche”
