Capturing Simple Joys

The days fly by and I barely catch my breath. Lunches to make, phonics to teach. I make sure test info has been studied by my daughter, trash has been taken out, gas is in the car. Life. It is sweet. It is messy. At times I'm an emotional mess who very ungraciously takes it out on my husband-who very graciously loves me, woos me and makes me feel better, love that man!- at other times I can't help but chuckle as I find a self-portrait my son drew on his wall. This has been my week. With a friend staying over to add to the cramped,  get-me-out-of-here feeling that sometimes washes over me like waves.

A nap, then I feel refreshed, courageous.