perfect

It started last night at about 10:40 walking out of Walmart; there my red van was sitting in an upfront parking place that Harold had afforded me and it was shining a little in the lamplight. I was overcome with a feeling of gratitude that I've got this paid off van that runs fairly well and life is good. It continued this morning early as I awoke to my husband stroking my face so lovingly expressing how much he was glad I am in his life and we have a little one together. Who was of course laying right in the middle. Maliea and I headed to Phoenix and I was blessed with a softened heart towards the child who put the diaperbag in the wrong car this morning. I admired how much Maliea is brave and didn't complain one bit as she had to give 6 vials of blood. Phoenix was Phoenix but our waitress gave us the luxury of a long lunch and we never felt rushed. Thayne didn't fuss once the whole trip. The storm greeted us with fierce intensity as we climbed out of the valley. I love storms! We arrived home to one of the reasons I love living here the weather. The light rain and cool breeze were perfect! Just one of those days when even though everything is still ordinary , it feels like all is right in my world!