I can breathe again Tuesday evening, knowing I am half-way there.
And Thursday morning my soul begins to sing.
I like my job, and I love the people, but...
My soul craves the time... to do nothing, or everything.
I treasure the too-fleeting moments of the four of us all together and the times when we split off, two by two.
The sun shines brighter, the laughter is louder, and the love is woven through all of it.
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Dawn~
I hear you loud and clear!!
Saturday mornings are the VERY best..
we sleep in till we are READY to get up..saunter out to the kitchen for coffee where we linger over the morning paper..chit chat about whatever,,we both so enjoy the easy banter, laughter..the intimacy of being totally you with the person who makes your eyes light up and your heart sing..
YES! we love our weekends..especially when they begin with Saturday!!
warmest hugs..
Loui♥
Dawn,
Please delete previous comment. I was on the wrong page. LOL!
In response to your post, I remember so well those days. Squeeze as much out of them as you can. All too soon, the empty nest ... but that's fun, too. :)
Yes, ma'am. You're speaking my language.
I am feeling the same way lately....'come on Friday'!
I hope this weekend brings you all you want, whether it is fast and furious, or slow paced.
Lovely photos...you've got mad skills.
xoxo
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