Anyone that knows me, knows I am a lover of sunshine. I can't go without it. We get the most warm, beautiful beams through our kitchen door. I often find myself lingering in the rays as they invite themselves into our home. I had a special moment with my baby today, amid those warm rays.
It's been a bit of a roller-coaster these last few months. I have had some of my happiest moments, and some of my most discouraging ones. Matt has had a difficult time lately, but things seem to be getting much better. This afternoon, I sat in the sunshine, listening to uplifting music, reading inspiring words, and reflecting on my blessings. The little one woke up wanting my love. I picked him up and cuddled him in that warm place by the kitchen door. I marveled at his perfection, soaked up his wonderful smell, and thanked my father in Heaven for such a perfect, healthy, happy baby. I kissed on his cheeks, and couldn't help but smile as I rubbed his chubby bare legs.
No matter how tough an individual day or moment is, there is always something to testify of God's love, of the little gifts and blessings of each day. Whether it be a chubby baby leg, a warm ray of sunshine, or a sweet husband so willing to serve his family, moments of joy and the footprints of blessings are surrounding every sorrow we ever feel. I am grateful.