Today I have the day to all to myself.
I slept in until 9.
I had breakfast in bed, boiled eggs and a whole grain waffle. The kitchen is still gutted so quick, healthful food is the key. I’ve been sick all week so today I gave myself permission to be ultra-lazy.
I watched a movie in bed and laughed and even cried a little. I played great music through the speakers and journaled a little.
I edited photos I snapped with my new camera, which I’m in desperate, ridiculous love with.
I picked fresh cucumbers and tomatoes from the garden, and even slow-cooked it all in the crockpot while I made myself a raw veggie lunch. I read powerful words from a powerful book.
I enjoyed today.
I lived slowly, and purposefully, and happy. Don’t get me wrong: it’s strange to be alone for this amount of time, but it. is. good.
I had today because I’m married to an amazing man who is an unbelievable father. To him and all of the men who give us mamas a slow Saturday and to those men who helped us grow up…Happy, beautiful Father’s Day. My cup runneth over.
I’ll go back to crying now.