Yesterday afternoon we headed to New Braunfels. A short drive from our house considering we are on the outskirts of San Antonio as it is. We went to a popular park there full of river, playgrounds, and shady trees.
And we made a few happy family memories together.
It was in that moment, I was able to forget how just days ago I felt like my joy had been sucked out of me. Weariness had set in and I had felt down for days. But at that moment, I let myself relax and enjoy the moment I found myself in. Where my husband's arm was around me. Where my son - healthy, happy, thriving - was pretending to steer the wheel of a fire truck. Where summer didn't feel oppressive and where my heart just felt at ease.
I've been able to read and rest and sleep. Watch movies, kiss my husband, cook meals, clean my home and catch up on chores. Even start some fun wreath-making projects.
This late Sunday afternoon I'm simply thankful for my little family of three. For the times we are able to have fun and enjoy life together. And I'm thankful for just enough space to be me.