I woke up this morning and noticed the sky outside was gray. My heart sank. Half of my state is on fire and has been for the past few weeks/months. Since I live up near the mountains, I got up worrying my mountains were aflame.
But then, I went upstairs where I could see more than a small patch of sky, and my heart skipped a beat.
Is there anything better than a summer drizzle?
Well, yes. A summer drizzle enjoyed with a few slices of homemade bread, herbal chai tea, and fresh bread rising on the counter.
A summer drizzle accompanied by the sounds of two little darlings happily playing with each other. Two little darlings who neither one is sick any longer and are enjoying one another's company.
Because this is what heaven is made of.
A happy family, beautiful sights, sounds, and smells.
How lucky am I to have heaven here on earth?