I'm going to post and backdate to yesterday since I literally did not have cell service yesterday.
There are some moments, maybe even some days, that are so filled with happiness, wonder, awe, and joy that it makes me want to weep with gratitude for the countless blessings in my life.
I firmly believe that the good things in my life come from a whole lot of God's grace with a little bit of luck, a lot of hard work, and some good decisions thrown in there.
But in those moments when I am so overcome with joy, all I want to do is fall to my knees and wail "thank you, thank you, thank you" to the heavens for letting me live this life.
Beezus and I spent time this weekend at a Girl Scout camp in a valley between some mountain ranges in Colorado. The words above are what I wrote in my head early that first afternoon.