It's the little things...

I caught up on some much needed sleep this morning while Chris got up with Ellis and left coffee for me in the thermos. It tasted divine. I obliterated the weeds from half of the upper garden today. It looks beautiful. I took a walk with my baby sleeping snuggled up against my chest. It was soothing and wonderful. I ate dinner with Chris and Ellis while Phelan slept. I tasted the delicious food prepared by my husband and enjoyed the silly company. I cleaned the kitchen while Chris put Ellis to bed. I even scrubbed the greasy, sticky pan that would otherwise sit in the sink "soaking" for two days. Now, both kids are in bed, the house is picked up, and I am sitting down, alone, for a moment.

This is a gift.

I haven't had a moment like this in more than 6 weeks. It helps me to feel a little more like myself; a little more like I'm a part of a less chaotic world and present in my own world. It's a very small, but very powerful thing to get to sit back for a few minutes, listen to my own breathing or the sounds of silence around me.

I have been blessed today.