It's rare when I have a quiet morning without loud, playful little ones and loads of errands to run.
This morning was a little different with our youngest daughter not feeling well and sleeping in until nearly 10 o'clock, our youngest son peacefully playing with Play-dough, and our oldest daughter at school for a few hours . . . so with the little ones all busy with one thing or another, I found quiet time . . . and it was so nice.
Quiet time to count my blessings, read a few of my favorite inspirational books . . . and enjoy a cup of the most amazing apple tea in the pretty white china that my mom passed down to me when I got married.
I struggled with taking advantage of the quiet time. It felt like I should have been making phone calls, paying bills, and cleaning the house . . . but instead, I chose to breathe in the quiet and walk the road less traveled . . . and I'm so happy that I did.
So often, it's quiet time that rejuvenates our soul.
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