Today was an awesome day [swimsuits and snow included].
And we were HOME all day, together, everyone, all 6 of us.
Peace reigned, which is somewhat miraculous considering my three lively and sweet boys. I don't know about you, most days we have our little rough patches [or major rough patches, depending]. We're normal. Whoa, boy, not so today! I had my little taste of heaven on earth and it was DELISH.
Our sunset bathed the land around our house in a beautiful pink. Imagine a world of pink snow. The interior of our house took on a pinkish hue. It was beautiful.
I had a day of joy. Thankfully. As you know, winter is tough for me. It never was until I moved to Idaho. Winter is LONG in Idaho.
I had a glimmer of spring as we drove the four-wheeler down the road and bits of green grass were poking up beneath huge pines where the snow had melted.
There's my hope.
Life is happening under all this white . . . or pink.
Someday, months away, all this life will burst forth! ("June is busting out all oh-o-ver!")
On that day, I will be the happiest person on the planet!
And that's no hyperbole, folks.