Sunshine this weekend. It didn't last. Of course it didn't last. I loved it though. I weeded a little bit of a flower bed. I swept my front porch. I felt happy.
Recalling my birthday celebrations. Everyone from people on facebook to my family to my dear friends to my children to the birthday boy himself made me feel loved. (Especially Adam...he knows how to make my heart sing.) There's nothing more anyone could want.
My parents' new blog. They are blogging from Nauvoo, IL. It made me happy to read my mom's words, to see their pictures (I still can't get used to my dad without his mustache). One picture was my particular favorite:
|If you can't steal a picture from your parents, who can you steal a picture from?|
They're good ones, those two.
They are my lighthouses, my guideposts, my examples. Whatever you want to call it, I love them. I aspire to be more like them.