So, we are in this season of spring.
Manic May seems to have arrived early. At least the manic part of it anyway.
A few nights ago, I was headed out to reconnect with my friend. Before I met with her, I had to drop A-dubya off at baseball practice. I looped back past our street on my way out .
The church behind us faces this main street. They have beautiful expansive lawns. While driving by, I saw a man and a little girl in their front lawn trying to fly a kite. The dad looked so patient and gentle with his little girl in her pink ballcap. The sight melted my heart.
As I drove closer, I was able to get a better look of this sweet scene. And I realized:
That was my husband
With our little girl.
And my heart nearly exploded.
I didn't snap a picture because I was driving, but I did take a mental picture and humbly asked God to make this a sticky memory- one that I won't ever forget.
Later, that night Dave sent me this: