This past weekend was cold, very cold. But oh so cozy inside.
So delicious to slow down and relax. Rest, soaking into these bodies of ours, like a big exhale.
We headed out into the cold.
Loss is hard. But what a beautiful and wonderful way to learn it. To see love and sorrow not need to be taught to little children, but to flow naturally. And such a gentle and wonderful reminder of how thankful we should be for each day we have with those we love. Realizing that each day is not owed us, but a most precious gift from God.