Sometimes it’s the small things, the seemingly insignificant acts, totally random and unplanned that make for the the most lasting of memories.
I mentioned that the flu has paid our home a little visit. Now while I love house guests and appreciate the thought, it’s definitely overstayed it’s welcome. Zander sounds the worst, his little cough almost croup-like. So this morning I pulled a page from way back in my nursing days.
We bundled up and took to the crisp morning air to watch the sunrise. The cool, moist air does wonders to open croupy breathing passages. Zoë and Zane had already left for school and Zia and Zella were trying to catch a few more minutes of sleep. Zander and I were left the perfect opportunity to just relax and share a moment.
And now I have a greater appreciation for the day.