It was Kirk’s turn to help me with supper, and even Barrett and Kyrie were feeling better after naps. So we decided to make another park run, except this time we went to the awesome park close enough to our house that we can walk!
Alex lost his shoes at the first park, and Kirk was worn out from the first walk, and it was still just barely too hot for Kyrie to be pushed in the stroller. So they rode in the van with Papa and got a head start at playing. These three walked there with me!
Kyrie went with me on another walk once it cooled off, so Papa could play with the other kids. It was gorgeous! The cool air blows from the river and is sweet as anything. I can almost see ion fairies dancing in the sun, and the fresh air is so healing to me. What a marvelous thing, I thought, to be back here five years later but with my whole family? This is a smile from my Heavenly Father, I know it.
This, my river, welcome me home. I could feel it like a hug from a mother, or maybe it was a hug from a mother who now understands, or maybe it was me being a mother. All of it, I am sure, but it was good and warm and sweet and full of life energy I have been hungry for these hard years. I am so grateful.
I walked five miles today, like the old days, and it was amazing.
Only richer from before because it was toward my husband’s soft smile that I was walking, and it was the soundtrack of my own children’s laughter that I listened.