I think about the previous day where new friends were met and instantly became cherished.
I think about my darling husband telling "baby man" not to bite the guest only his brothers.
I reflect upon the blessing of having wonderful daughters who are willing to work by my side, sharing their thoughts, desires and dreams.
I dwell on those not so wonderfully mommy moments when I wasn't at my best and wished I had handled the situation better.
I come up with another plan on how I can do better. One day knowing I will overcome myself and become stellar.
I think about the series I've been reading... the effects of war and humanity.
I giggle at my attempts to indoctrinate the boys into always giving me a kiss and telling me they love me, not matter who they are with (hoping they will still do this when they are grown).
I put everything down on paper, clearing my mind in preparation for my study. For my time to commune with a merciful Father in Heaven. Waiting and hoping to feel enlightened; to unlock truths that only the Spirit can write upon my heart with such clarity and peace and I am forever changed.
It's in these quiet moments, as the sun is rising that I begin to understand who we really are, why we are here and what is required. It's in these moments that I am nourished and filled.
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