Breakfast In Bed

The midnight oil burns fast when there is work to be done!  Three a.m. comes quickly and without permission.  So does 7 a.m...but no complaints here.  I woke up to a bouncy, happy nine-year-old son with a grin from ear-to-ear and a pile of peanut butter and strawberry jam saltine cracker sandwiches for breakfast. The jam was everywhere.  So cute...I asked him if he would join me and take a sandwich for himself.  He lit up, hopped on my bed, grabbed the sandwich swimming in jam (hallelujah!), and we dined and chatted about life, having a loving family, and his future as a chef with his own cooking show.  These moments are love in action, and love is the stuff that makes life beautiful.   

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