December 8 Moment of peace. An hour or a day or a week of solitude. What was the quality of your breath? The state of your mind? How did you get there?
I truly find peace when my kids are so perfectly happy. When they say something funny or endearing. Because I can here a few:
Crewe's teacher was having the kids raise theirs hands and list a holiday. Crewe raised his hand and when called upon, shouted, "Black Friday!"
Dayne wanted some of my Diet Coke. I told her that it really isn't good for little girls. But the logic doesn't work for her, If I can drink, so she she. I then muttered, "You shouldn't be drinking this. It's ridiculous.!" She replied, "Ridiculously yummy!"
Outside of Crewe classroom, at school, are hanging art projects. Each child had drawn a picture and filled in the sentence. My holiday wish for everyone worldwide is..... that everyone could belong to a church. Oh, my heart.