This picture is to prove that, yes, I am alive and well. Mostly. ha.
I still have a smile on my face.
Writing has taken a back burner to child care (of my own and extras) planning, gardening, paperwork. CPR training. And more paperwork.
With an occasional trip to the local pool thrown in.
Summer is half over. Sob. But it's supposed to reach nearly !00* this week again, and we plan to cram as much summer into summer as we can!
Last night, as I crawled into bed and Robb reached for me, I asked him why he loves me. He sleepily mumbled, "Because you didn't run me over with the boat."
Bahahaha! My laughter burst out into the sleepy quiet of our house. Funny guy. I love him.
There was a day when the boat accident was no laughing matter. It's curious how with enough years, times of pain can become the brunt of jokes, and how one light heart can ease the burdens of another.
Laughter is great stress relief, have you learned it's power?
Our mouths were filled with laughter,
our tongues with songs of joy.
Then it was said among the nations,
“The LORD has done great things for them.”