It took a few invitations, but I finally set aside whatever I was doing and went outside. The trampoline was covered with leaves - like Autumn made her own confetti. We jumped and frolicked (that's kind of a syrupy, embellished word, but really, there isn't another verb for what we were doing in the leaves :) We raked up big piles in the backyard and the kids jumped in them (like twice - leaf jumping loses its appeal rather quickly, doesn't it?)
The weather and my children enchanted me equally. A quintessential Autumn afternoon. Chilly enough to need a jacket, but not cold. Little fits of rain. Sunshine that peeked and hid behind threatening clouds. And season-changing winds that swirled the leaves and tangled our hair. I kept thinking to myself, I'm so glad I'm out here. I'm so glad I'm out here.
It's a common refrain.
I look around at this life we're in - the parts that came right from God Himself and the parts we've built with our own tears and dreams and I think, I'm so glad to be here.
So glad to be here.