All the children are home...two are tucked away...one is on the way there. I am blessed.
The day sort of finished itself. Friends greeted, visited with and good-byed. Possibilities around tonight's corner. A new day. First day of school. Fresh. Hopeful. Anticipatory. Nervous. Old friends met. New ones anticipated.
A blank page.
I wonder what we will write upon it? What the morning will bring...how we will answer its opportunities. What new lessons we can learn. Who we can be a help to. Where we will be taken.
I wish a golden day.