This morning Greg hopped out of bed with a surprising and uncharacteristic spring in his step. I rolled over and glanced at my phone - 6:32 am. Huh? Greg is not exactly an early riser if he doesn't have to be.
Something was fishy.
But the house was quiet and the kids were asleep, so I didn't want to waste the opportunity for a long uninterrupted shower by asking questions. I figured he just wanted to get a jump start on finishing the garage unpacking.
Forty minutes later, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and this is what greeted me:
An impromptu Mother's Day celebration, since last week was so hectic.
Am I blessed or what?
I am beyond grateful for the five special people God has given me to be my family.