Fifty-second Tuesday

We're here. We've reached the end of the year of Mondays and Tuesdays.  In a quiet moment before the house wakes up, before grandbaby comes downstairs to smile and charm and be doted upon; before cooking commences; before the sewing machine hums, games are played and the life of this full, full house gets going for the day, I give thanks.

1571.  We are all here.  Coty and me.  All six children.  Two spouses.  One granddaughter.  Our far-flung family all under one roof!  At last!
1572.  We have a wedding this weekend!  Thomas and Kay will be married on Saturday.
1573.  Family here and family coming.  Can't wait to see them all.
1574.  Helping hands, from musicians and baking friends to kitchen helpers and more.  Without them, this wedding would be less joy-filled, beautiful, and fun.  I am so grateful for the help.

1575.  This young man, about to be married, turned 22 yesterday!  With his bride-to-be.

There is so much more!  This day and every day.  The gifts are endless.  I look forward to counting and chronicling in the year ahead.  But for now, I have just been handed a sweet little girl from her Daddy who wants to go back to sleep.  That's a gift I'll take any time!