For the most part, today was a chore day .... laundry, vacuuming, dusting.
But ... this morning I found I had a small chunk of time to myself. So before the days chores began, I went for a run. Not far mind you, about 3 miles, but a run none the less. It was a perfect morning for a run. The air was cool and fresh, while the rays of sun that kept peeking out from behind the clouds were warm. I even felt an occassional raindrop. I loved taking in the mountain views in the distance and the beauty of the srrounding area.
It was an awesome time to just be ... alone with my thoughts, my prayers.
The time was peaceful, invigorating, and simply set my whole day into a wonderful motion.
So as I started to work through what seemed like a mountain of laundry, I did so with an ever so grateful heart. Grateful for clothes to wear, a home to live in, a place for my children to play, learn, grow and just be.
My daughter was my little helper, which she loves to be. We laughed and sand songs as we folded. I loved watching her little hands fold, her face as she concentrated.
She is such a little mommy, loving do help with chores, cook, garden. Most the time she has a baby doll in tow ... making up stories of school and shopping, house and church. In fact, today I was the Sunday school teacher, and the little mommy dropped off her little baby. Next, we sang Bible songs until it was time for the little mommy to go home and put her baby to bed.
I love our time together ... whether in chores or play, she is so loving, so sweet, so fun ...
So, the laundry got folded, perhaps not perfectly, but done. For today anyway ...
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