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This week I will celebrate both my husband and son’s birthdays.  Today I baked the first cake and began the last-minute errands for final touches; everything felt organized on paper.  In reality, items weren’t on store shelves, businesses were closed, and I felt overwhelmed.  Nothing felt right.  My happy celebratory spirit was quickly fading when I stumbled across my sanity in a quiet moment with a close friend.

I wonder how often we all run ourselves ragged trying to create a beautiful moment rather than standing still and experiencing a moment of beauty.  Enjoying a quiet moment of friendship over lunch I started to simplify the week ahead.  I don’t expect everything will be perfect, but I hope both birthday boys feel loved and appreciated.

No gift will match the generous blessings they bring to my life.  No cake will be sweeter than the time that we share together.  One day is simply not enough time to give thanks.