Sometimes it all feels like just too much.
While I wait for the proverbial, metaphorical and actual clouds to part, here are some things that make me happy:
Here's where you'll find me every morning, very early, my banjo on my lap, a tune in my head and coffee at my fingertips. I watch the sun come up, add rhythm to the birds tender morning songs and anchor myself for the day with a few minutes of solitude.
I love this boy. All the things about him that make me crazy are the things that I will admire in him when he is an adult. This is the story I tell myself as I exhale deeply a dozen times a day.
And this guy? He makes my heart sing.
Happy Friday, everyone!