Sunday

Kids are with their Dad this weekend so my Sunday morning?  Cinnamon roll and milk for breakfast, in bed no less. My heated throw keeping me feeling warm and comfortable.  I've got Hillary Weeks playing in the background and watching the kittens try to figure out how to get to the empty milk glass. It's quiet, peaceful and perfect as I'm waiting to hear from Charlet if they are going to church with me today or not. I hope so, I'd like them there when I'm set apart today but doing much more than offering backfires on me. 

I hope and pray that everyone is able to find a moment or two of peace today