I can’t stop yawning. The wind chimes jangle as a stormy Saturday morning rocks the naked trees outside my window.
“Tcheep tcheep! Tcheepie tcheepie…” April talks to the little yellow chick in her book as she opens and closes it, watching the pop-up bird’s mouth open and close, wings flapping.
Although I might have preferred a sunny day and an extra few hours of sleep, I cannot help feeling thankful for my life. A wonderful birthday, sunshine, family, delicious food and a late night watching movies and chatting with my love have started off my 28th year.
I announced yesterday that I am officially grown up. I’m a mama to a cheeky headstrong curious little girl. I am married to an honest, considerate, passionate man. I feel as though I must have tricked someone into giving me a job working in documentary film, doing what I enjoy: writing, reading, making and watching movies I believe in.
“I feel like the luckiest girl in the world,” I told Josh last night, lying in bed, my chest pulsing with love and happiness.
I don’t have everything figured out, but I do know one thing. Trying my best, being honest and taking the time to enjoy the beautiful things life offers has made me a very happy person. There will be many more challenges, I know. But they will pass like the storm clouds in this morning’s sky and make way for more sunshine to frolic in.
Thank you for being part of my life. Whether you’re a close friend, an acquaintance or someone who just reads my blog, thank you. Here’s to another year!