A Most Wonderful Week

Last week my nearly 91 year old Dad arrived at our house, by car, from Florida.  The man is amazing.  He drove here without a single problem.  Played golf with our son, and kept up with all the busy-ness of our family.   How blessed I felt to have him here for my birthday yesterday, along with all our children and grandchildren.   The girls and Emery prepared a Gnome birthday party with me, complete with my favorite birthday cake from my childhood, the very same as what my grandmother used to make for me.  We had fun with moustaches and gnome hats.  I went to bed last night feeling like my life is simply overflowing with blessings.  I sat watching my children with my father and with Emery and I, and how wonderful they are to us.  So respectful, so loving, so kind and yet, so perfectly mixed with comfortable fun.   I fell asleep knowing that all the work of raising a family has paid off 1 million fold.