My husband's face when he gets a brand new atlas.
Baby Emmy snuggled up on my chest once she finally surrenders to sleep.
Zach, hair all rumpled, tripping over his feet into my room at 11:15 pm to tell me he had a bad dream, that "the moon gave special powers to his green night light and it turned into a white night light." I hope that's as scary as his dreams ever get.
Tucking him in, praying over him, rubbing his head until he falls asleep just like my mom used to do for me. Closing my eyes and feeling her hand gently on my own head once again...
Kenna's scrunched up little face saying very distinctly, "no, I don't!" to anything she doesn't like or doesn't want you to do. And then smiling so wide that you instantly forget what she just said to you.
My work laptop back from the dead, miraculously healed with no files missing after a dreadful battle with my glass of Mr. Pibb. I've been teased this week about naming my laptop. I think I shall call her "Lazarus."
Getting good news about a friend out of surgery.
Realizing that life doesn't consist of the stuff I have. It is what I am and Who I know. It is the life I pour into others that will forever make a difference. And the knowing that generations will reap what I sow...I can pass on a curse or a blessing to those I will never know.
That song from Sara Groves that I just quoted. :)
Crispy, soft, cheesy, melty hashbrowns from Schwans, made with love by my love of 11 years. No one makes 'em better.
Finding fulfillment in where you are in life, no matter if it's where you thought you would be.
Realizing that I can still do anything I set my mind to. And at 30, I still have my whole life ahead of me, God willing.
Date nights, trying new foods, laughing, slurping up Sonic drinks together.
My life is full. My heart is full. I am blessed.