
That never happens – the kids quietly playing thing. Oh yeah, and the leisurely dinner with my husband thing. But tonight, the stars aligned and as Taggart and Sage read and played in his room, we got to actually talk without distraction and then go on the deck and enjoy the wonderful meal Jeff had whipped up: tilapia with a cilantro-lemon-garlic sauce, black rice, and steamed broccoli. It was special in the most ordinary of ways – like the night unfolded exactly as I wish most nights would.
So I’ll take tonight. And I’ll hope for lots more like it. And today too – with time to spare, I feel like a quite sane, accomplished, proud mom and happy wife. That’s a great day. Like an answered prayer I didn’t know I’d made, the whole day happened without a lot of pushing or pulling on my part. Happily ever in the moment – that’s what I wrote to Jeff on our one-year anniversary. And that’s what I strive for every day. Some days are just better than others. This was one of those perfect – happily ever in the moment – days.
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