Picture this...
The fire is crackling, the rain is steadily tapping at the windows, and I'm folding left-over tissue paper cleaning up the remains of another holiday-palooza.
The fire is crackling, the rain is steadily tapping at the windows, and I'm folding left-over tissue paper cleaning up the remains of another holiday-palooza.
The children are joyfully singing and tattooing each other with facepaint and glitter.
There is no stress, no battling, no blaming or feeling like the kids run the house. Even the dog is quiet.
Isn't this what we all want?
The simplicity of peace and enjoying the time together. I was full and content. My whole face was lit up, and I could feel my heart swell with gratitude.
Why can't it always be like this?
