May your weekend be filled with time to rediscover the solitude you crave,
the laughter you miss
and the gifts you forget you hold in your hands.
May you value work, rest, joy and heartache
as necessary parts of living.
As you sit in your house -
between her walls,
beneath the roof that sits firmly above your head -
open your heart to the quirky delight of this life within her
and consider all the ways
you've made her home.
Enjoy the weekend, friends;
I know I will.
Emily Freeman
2 comments:
Aren't you working this weekend?
yeah... I spoke WAAYY too soon - quelle nightmare!
anytime the critical incident stress
debriefers have to be called in, you know it's not a good night!
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