Just three short weeks ago, I was running around like a chicken with it's head cut off. I couldn't sleep at night because my mind would race...sometimes about the most unimportant things. My body was completely exhausted. I was desperately seeking rest. And then came my vacation. Thank God. I retreated to my parents home in Colorado where I was able to actually go to my happy place. Not just the memory of it in my head but the real thing. My mom has a porch swing in her yard, under the Aspen trees and the view looks like this...
Peaceful, isn't it?
On this vacation, I got to add the smell of freshly baked pumpkin bread, the sound of the hummingbirds and rustling Aspen leaves and my adorable 6-month old nephew to the mix. Happy just got happier.
I did a lot of nothing on this vacation. And it was good.
