Bigger Picture Moment: All better

Last night, I turned my computer off and dashed out of work at lightening speed. It was already dark and the roads were slick so I couldn't go as quickly as I wanted to. As is always the case when I hurry, I felt like I was hitting every light on the way.

I made it home in a decent amount of time and dropped my coat and purse on the table, kicking off my shoes as I raced up the stairs. I reached the door and slowly pulled it open to a view of my husband and son in the rocker reading a book. "Hi Momma! Rock momma!," he requested in his little voice. I shot a questioning look over his head at my husband who very graciously said "Go ahead" and got up to give me his seat in the chair. I should have felt guilty, I suppose, but I didn't.

I sat in the rocker and pulled Ben into my lap. He snuggled right up on my chest in his warm fuzzy pajamas, his tattered space man toy clutched in one hand and two fingers from his other hand in his mouth. My husband shut off the light, and closed the door as I turned on the music. I bowed my head and we said our bedtime prayers. As I said "Amen" I silently added an additional "Thank you for this moment, Lord."

Yesterday was not a great day. There was no specific event that I could point to as far as what made it bad or where it was lacking. It was just one of those days that was a little bit trying, a little frustrating, kind of a blah day. But it ended great. It just takes a few goodnight kisses and cuddles to bring it all back in to focus and make everything "all better".