This past Sunday, I took a break from painting and stood still for a day. I watched my little girls....two and six.....hunt eggs in sweet dresses. Wind blowing.....shrieks from Sophie saying, "I found it!" Wondering when Grace will decide she's too old to hunt eggs (she already found out who the "real" tooth fairy is....by accident).
It's funny how sometimes you can't see the forest for the trees. My hubs quickly reminded me in the middle of my pity party that in all the things that do matter, we "don't suck rotten eggs". We love each other. Our children are pretty decent kiddos. We create. We dream. We hope.