“Mom, now we just need our entire house to look like this”, he said. After all these years, I think the boys are finally catching on to my vision. Why couldn’t the entire house be completely clutter free and peaceful? It’s too big of a dream to happen all at one time. It happens in bits and pieces, in fits and starts (is that the saying?). I know they all would love the order. But it is what it is and we do what we can in little bites. I tell them they will see it someday when they come back home to visit.

As I was clearing off the table, I found two pictures from the Ark Encounter. Josh’s dad took us and paid for all of us to go. We need to go back again now that everyone would be able to read and remember the…what do they even call those things with the words on them explaining the history and giving the facts? I tucked them into the homeschool scrapbooks that I have lingering hopes to make. It could all be gone tomorrow. I jumped at the text request to order more running shoes.

I decided it was time to forgive my sister for not taking me to the Eras tour concert several years ago. She took her best friend from college instead. She had told someone else about the previous concert we had gone to together, which did not end up being fun experience in terms of togetherness and enjoying our time there. So there was that too. I called her not to tell her I forgave her, but to say I was thinking of her and that concert. One of the boys vacuumed around the trim while I watched.