If I could bottle this up, I would.
A text from someone reminds me that life is not always so still, and forces my attention outward. How can I help? And yet, the peaceful contentment continues. In good times or bad, family--whether by birth or adoption, a nuclear unit or a larger community--steps in to support one another.
This has been a week full of family. I'm thankful for the 11 other people who joined me around the table on Christmas day: oldest son and his wife; oldest daughter; middle daughter, her boyfriend, and their three children; youngest son, youngest daughter, and, of course, John.
|Photo: Oldest granddaughter, playing with a Nativity set|
|Photo: My granddaughters, in coordinating dresses, stand in front of the Christmas tree|
|Photo: Baby grandson smiles for the camera, while granddaughters look up solemnly|
|Photo: John and I with all of our kids and grandkids|
|Photo: Oldest daughter captured John, Drexel, and me snoozing and couldn't resist snapchatting.|
I sincerely hope that your week has been a peaceful one, no matter what has been going on around you.
A Fly on our (Chicken Coop) Wall, Amycake and the Dude, Considerings, Finding Ninee, Getting Literal, I Want Backsies, The Meaning of Me, Thankful Me, Uncharted, The Wakefield Doctrine
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