Hair blowing in my eyes as the wind whips through open windows and sunroof.
Blazing blue skies and a backdrop of beautiful changing leaves.
Apple picking and the sweet tart goodness of a freshly picked apple.
Her eyes lighting up in recognition at my arrival.
The papery thin skin as I bend to kiss her cheek and tell her I love her.
His hand that gently wipes away the tears of overwhelming that flow.
A sweet sleeping boy and a sweet reading girl in the backseat.
Plan B leading us a different way today.
Savoring every word of a favorite book being reread.
Taking the back roads toward home.
A picnic in the sunshine.
All of it a gift; grace undeserved.
Choosing today to be thankful for every moment.
To let myself be caught up in the current of grace that is my life.