I don’t know about you, but so far, this has been the best summer I’ve had in a long time. Our family has had so much transition and trial over the last couple of years, and while things aren’t perfect, my heart is again swelling with joy.
It’s easy for me to sometimes feel that these precious little people are a burden. What foolishness those thoughts are. Their smiles help put it all in perspective, and I’m grateful for the days when I can see that clearly.
I’m finding lately that special moments together are often less about the what and more about the who. A blanket, fresh summer produce, and a few goodies from a nearby German deli were all that was needed to turn an ordinary weeknight into something memorable. I hope this was just the first of many backyard picnics.
I’ve mentioned it before, but my bad habit of making meals all about me has returned. My perfectionist tendencies have been rearing their ugly heads, and too often I’m focused on achieving the perfect photo or some ideal balance of flavor when instead I should be loving and enjoying those in my midst.
My heart is glad that God is gracious, patient, and kind and that He is reminding me of what truly matters. I have a wonderful husband, an adorable daughter, and a son whose eyes melt my heart. What more could a girl want?