Last weekend all of the boys and Emilie and Nik took a day trip to the beach. For the first time again. It was just us after 33 years we were home alone. I think this will happen more and more often now. I am so thankful that we have spent those years working on our relationship and have always been each others best friend. I am thankful for the laughter and even when the BBQ caught on fire and flames where shooting out the back and we torched the fancy steaks I had bought for the romantic dinner for two I had planned. The baked potatoes were great.
But in the meantime, there is laundry to wash, floors to mop, and lots of work that to me has become sort of a holy time as I reflect on the passing of time.
Have a lovely Monday,