It feels as if our life has begun again. As if the wheel that God has been turning for my family has finally picked up to a pace I can recognize. But I am finding myself remembering that even the slow pace was good and familiar because it was what God wanted for my family, so it is in turn was what I wanted for my family.
We find ourselves in a new kind of normal. One that involves a state with a city that has unspeakably good weather all year round. Weather that makes playing outside in the sand at 6:30 in the evening more then bearable. Especially after having just finished eating a home grilled meal outside for the third night (or is it fourth?) in a row.
I am thankful that we even have the opportunity to find normal, because the joy of watching my sons chase after their dad is wonderful.