A Good Day

I love a good day. 

The kind that has something that went right inside of it.  The kind of day where I am smiling and it isn’t forced or coerced or even much of an effort.  I love the type of day where my children hug me and I am glad to be their mom.  A day where I make time to collect my thoughts, myself, my dirty laundry, my mail—or any of the above.

Most of all I love a day like today where I am a bit satisfied, fulfilled, relaxed.  One where the constant hurt isn’t nagging me like a heavy headache.  Where loss is in the back of my mind and calm is in the front.  A calming day is a good day.

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