Good Morning. It is Friday. The house is quiet, and warm. If you had opened my front door at 7:43 on Tuesday morning, this is what you would have seen.
This is the view at 8:18 today:
Do you notice that subtle rosy hue? That is because my kids are all happy, my bed is made, my husband is good and kind, there is food in the refrigerator, gas in the car, peace in our hearts, and the birds are singing. Our lives are insulated in double paned happiness. We are very grateful.
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Pay no attention to the fact that I am leaving you this comment at 4:58 in the morning my time, but I'm glad that you are warm now and these pictures KIND OF make me miss home ... I could also just be delirious right now.
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