This was one of those weeks that wore me out. The never-ending stomach bug that hit all of us but Adam, plus an additional health drama of my own (everything is okay now) has left me a bit weary.
This was one of those weeks that made me long to hear the calming sound of waves hitting the shore and to smell the salty air.
This was one of those weeks that I would easily trade for the week in November when we took a trip to the beach "just because."
This was one of those weeks where not everything felt quite right.
But it was the week God had just for me. And He loves me, and knows me, and gives me just what I need.
This was one of those weeks that made me glad just to be alive.