It is Sunday evening and our hair is still damp from swimming. We sit crosslegged on the beach towels spread out in front of the TV in the gameroom watching the Olympics. We're drinking cokes and nibbling on chips and gourmet salsa take out from one of my favorite TexMex restaurants. (Who can pick just one?) We're only nibbling because we already had our meal...cheese quesadillas bursting with savory smoky portabella mushrooms.
We are relaxed and happy all the way down in our souls.
I am so deeply grateful.
I love my family.