As I listen and observe, I'm reminded of how peace can exist even amidst the seeming chaos (and noise). The happy faces reflect love for each other, enjoyment of life, and the excitement about what's next to unfold. I hope they always inspire those things in one another. In these weeks of seeming perpetual challenges, I am reminded that there is joy to be found in the smallest of things and there is a reason to anticipate what might - just might! - be around the next corner.
Today, I celebrate:
Another day of toilet success for the Shmelty who decided it was time to become potty trained (day 4!). He's doing it all on his own and I'm quite proud.
A full hour of snuggle time with Jevy, sharing Mama's decaf bulletproof coffee. Treasured moments are these.
Another day to love on my Scottie (who has been given a grim diagnosis, thank you lymphoma) and watch her chase after the squirrel who has a death wish.
A happy, healthy horse who trots to the car to see us each day, with soft neighs and a toss of her head. Never to be taken for granted.
A Daddy who loves his boys fiercely (lots of growling, tosses upon the couch, galloping alongside them in footraces throughout the house), even amidst immeasurable stress and anxiety and who walks faithfully alongside me when the mountain climbs seem to have no end.
The baby birds in the nest above Devany's feed bucket who peep their heads out enthusiastically, mouths wide open, hoping I'm the benevolent giver of worms.
The mentally challenged chickens (who get discombobulated if their routine is askew by an inch) with their excitement in all things food. So incredibly funny.
The tiny pear tree in the front yard with it's heavy fruit weighing it down.