So, it's 11:00 at night, and my world is perfect. My lunch plate is on top of my tiny garbage, the garbage not quite all in the can, and two batches of laundry are waiting for me on the floor. Bryn is snoring softly in my arms, and her Daddy is snoring softly in bed. The most important people in my life are so close to me, perfectly content and satisfied, and wouldn't choose to be anywhere else. I am humbled by the simpleness of that fact, that we are choosing to be this happy little family, and by choosing, we are.

I pray that I remember this, always.