Here’s the thing.
Even when life is pretty rotten (and it so often is), it’s also incredibly wonderful (and so often is).
This past weekend, my dear friend Alison (of Writing, Wishing) had her twins about six weeks early. They’re in the NICU but doing well, and for that I’m wildly grateful. Also this past weekend? P.J. and I took our kids apple picking. Now I ask you- even when life is at its toughest, how truly bad can things be if you have the ability to haul down to an orchard and leisurely pick apples with rosy-cheeked children? Seriously. (And when the apple picking in question takes place the morning after a raging Girls’ Night AND one of those “girls” joins your family- with her own- to pick apples…at 9:30am…in Indiana…you know you’re surrounded by pretty rad people, too.)
Life is so short, too. Which I’m pretty sure no one else has ever said. WELL, YOU HEARD IT HERE FIRST. Life is short. And so rotten. And so wonderful.
And I have a kitchen full of apples.
And healthy children, plenty of people to hug, and warm water for bubble baths.
I can’t decide if I’ve just created Maudlin Monday or Overly Sappy Start of the Week. (I do so love alliteration, but I also love unnecessarily long titles. SEE? LIFE IS HARD.) I’ll leave it up to you. But either way…
Live your Monday, friends.
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