Bruce walking through the door every evening, smiling at me, glad to be home; hugs from the girls; a long skype
session with Sarah where both of us are giggling our heads off.
session with Sarah where both of us are giggling our heads off. A sunset at Emerald Point, a snowball fight in August at the top of the world in Colorado. Walking the dog late at night with Bruce discussing the days events while admiring the cascade of stars in the crystal clear night sky.
A quiet moment's contemplation in the Celestial Room. The aha moment of a student in seminary, when the Spirit testifies so strongly of the truthfulness of the gospel.
Taking time out from being a wife and mom and spending time being a sister wit
h someone who validates my sense of style....
h someone who validates my sense of style....Singing along, loudly and slightly off-key, to Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. Spending a quiet beach weekend with Bruce. Chasing a rainbow through the last drops of a summer's rainstorm. Spotting a new bird at the birdfeeder.
Seeing geysers, buffalo and elk up close and personal. The girls doing the chores without being reminded. Driving through downtown KC on I-70w, knowing I am almost home to Shawnee.
The smell of pine forests, the booming sound of storm-driven surf, the dazzling flash of lightning. Snuggling up under my down comforter on a cold winter's night.
The spirit speaking to my heart during General Conference. The brilliant green of the first
, brand-new leaves of spring. The happy faces of pansies and sweet perfume of heirloom roses.
, brand-new leaves of spring. The happy faces of pansies and sweet perfume of heirloom roses.The sun making a foggy morning sky glow. Kathryn's grin. The first bite of a perfectly ripe watermelon. The smell of roasting turkey on Thanksgiving. Dancing in the rain.
I treasure these things. They make me happy. They remind me how much my Father loves me, that He would provide such a wonderful place for me to live, learn and love.
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