While the guys hauled in the docks, us girls were chilling out in the warm cabin looking out upon then in the lake and watching the snow twinkle off of their faces. I sat there in this rare empty day in a full house with my daughter, my daughter in law and four granddaughters teaching latch hooking and crocheting while singling along to the little chicks music (Taylor Swift style 🙄) and thinking we are all going to remember this afternoon for the rest of our lives. It’s pretty much what it’s all about. Not money. Not things. Hearts. And allll of us one with Jesus.The best part was sitting on the floor behind each one with my arms wrapped around them and hands in hands turning and weaving the hook thru the yarn. One says “oh gram you smell so good” ❤️
It was the gift of being in this moment. In this time. With these people. Without agenda. Without plans. The inalienable right to sometimes just be. Watching life just unfold. Without control.
Priceless.
I saw my lineage. Those who went before me. Those that come after me. All in Christ. And I liked what I saw. My plate is as full as my heart.
🎶and I think to myself what a wonderful world... oh yeahhhh🎶
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