I had a good weekend, even if I’m a little tired coming out of it. The boys were at Grandma and Grandpa’s, which was really nice. Thank you, Mother and Daddy. The boys had a blast!
It never ceases to amaze me, the depths of low I get to sometimes. And then, suddenly, sometimes mercy comes in doses, occasionally big doses but more often small doses. I got a whopping dose of mercy this weekend. No worries if this doesn’t make sense. Suffice it to say that I got a lot closer to inner peace this weekend. For that, I’ll be eternally thankful. And low and behold, I think I may have gained a new friend in the process. A real blessing.
So, here we are at the start of a new week and here I am, making plans again to have a more structured, productive day. I don’t expect perfection (okay, maybe that’s a big, fat lie), but I really do want to feel good about a few accomplishments at the end of a day.
Too tired to write much more. Time to tuck little boys into bed.
