Today was a good day.
Nothing unusual or exciting to make it so.
It was actually very simple.
I spent the morning at school, rehearsing with middle schooler’s for their fall concert.
I spent the afternoon at home, doing laundry and tidying up the house.
The sun was shining, the ground was a colorful carpet of leaves.
I walked the dogs just before dinner, a difference in their routine that thrilled them no end, as evidenced by the spring in their step and the high plumage of their fluffy tails.
Now, I’m drinking a glass of wine and waiting for my husband to come home from work.
Once upon a time, when my son was young, and my days were much less full, every day was like this one.
Simple, but good.
I hope yours was, too.