I hope you have.
I hope you have had them often.
I had one this afternoon.
I spent a leisurely morning with a ridiculously happy baby (whose new game is to flush the toilet and dance wildly to the sound of the running water) and a dear friend. I had a filling breakfast in a new and quaint cafe. When we got home, Jack went straight to bed and I lounged on the couch with a new novel.
Jack woke up with a grin and spent ten quite minutes snuggling in my arms and bestowing on me his sweet smile.
Andy came home from work and took my face in his hands and reminded me that to him, I am incredibly beautiful.
I spent an hour out of the house, leaving Jack with dear and trusted friends. When I came home, he was waiting for me and greeted me with giggles, hugs and slobbery kisses.
In a time where so many feel insecure and unsure of their jobs or frustrated in their relationships, I feel safe and loved.
My heart is full.
I never want to take these simple, lovely, overflowing days for granted.
Who am I that I live this beautiful life?