My life is a ship.

Sometimes, I feel that I drift from day to day. But not without appreciating the wonderful life I have.

But we just hit shore.

Andrew and I just got back from the beach. My parents stayed with our teens. They schlepped them to religious school, sports… you know the drill.

When we got home, my mom and dad said that my boys were not only self-sufficient, did their jobs, homework, and more but that they helped out with even more than they normally do. They were ‘perfect’ as my dad said.

Perfect.

Wow. No one is perfect, that’s for sure. But it was a wonderful to come home to.

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