It's been a long time since I allowed myself the pleasure of crawling back into bed after ushering my boys off to school, but that's just what I did this morning.
The rain was little more than a mist, the sky grey and non-committal, and my youngest was busy out in the barn with her daddy. I started reading Tuesdays with Morrie last night and decided to sneak in just a few more chapters.
Instead, I finished the book, and officially started my day with the relief that a good cry and a hot shower brings.
Now I'm sipping a cuppa tea, making a list of what I'll be working on today (those stones up there are on the list) and thinking of all of you that spend a snippet of your day with me.
Thank you, each of you, for reading along. I appreciate your time, and the thought that we're all connected somehow if only in this small way, more than you know.