Made it to Daughter’s but staying in a hotel because the beds are firmer here. A few years ago, the hubby was struck by a truck when he had stopped to help someone broken down on the highway. The guy he stopped to help had both his ankles amputated by his car as the speeding truck ran off the road and hit them. The hubby was wearing his riding boots so he broke both ankles a tibia and shattered his hip and had a chunk of metal go thru both his legs. The other guy died on the scene. This was in ‘15. The hubs recovered and only has a slight limp when he’s tired but cannot handle any really soft beds.

Anyway...we got here fine and I even had enough energy and Peopleing left in me to help my daughter get the birthday cake for the grand’s fifth birthday party tomorrow then the hubby and I watched the little dude while they had an impromptu movie date night.

I don’t know how to explain the joy that little mini man brings into my heart. Nothing, and I mean nothing...will ever feel as strong as my love for him. It’s bizarre and quite befuddling. I thought there was no way I could love any fiercer than I love my children and my hubby...but from the second my daughter put that tiny, tot in my arms I knew I would die a thousand horrific, painful deaths if I had to in order to keep that 9 pound, wriggling bundle of flesh safe and the love only grows stronger every single day. I am in my happy place. I hope everyone has a marvelous weekend...and, I saw a shooting star, so yeah...come and grab some of this good karmic energy and pass it on down!