I am grateful that I was not at work until 8:30 tonight.
I am grateful for Thursday nights, together as a family, two parents home for bedtimes. It feels luxurious.
I am grateful that tomorrow is Friday. The weeks have been long at work, of late. Yet, so terribly, incredibly fast.
I am grateful that my life is full enough to let time feel fast.
I am grateful for the little voices calling "mom!" over and over and over each evening. Both the joyous "mommmy!" of greeting and the whiny repetitive "momma" of little people demanding my time and attention for each tiny thing. I am grateful for their demands and the tiny things they want to show me, even when I am tired and a (big) part of me doesn't want to say "yes?"... I am so very lucky to have these little, emerging humans calling my name.
I am grateful for the miracle of a fresh coat of paint on a basement wall.
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