Last night we had the most beautiful thunderstorms all night long. I've always loved them but there was a furry little critter vibrating beside me, shaking in fear with every crack. I wish I could instill my love for them into her so it wouldn't feel scary to her. Instead, I just fold her in and keep her close and help her to ride it out. As I listen to my kids get ready for school this morning, I recognize that this is one of the beauties of being connected to family. It's a safe place always... to ride out any storm.
We didn't get a lot of sleep last night, but I still find myself smiling. She wakes up like sunshine every morning, no matter how bad the night has been. I could learn a thing or two from that.:) She has her own gallery... did you know? It's right.... here. Good morning, Sunshine!