Mornings feel like a sprint.
Get ready. Shower,
Load up important items-
The afternoon races by too.
But when we come home….I love it. Yes there’s dinner, laundry, putting things in order but we are home. It should be a haven right? I do everything I can to make it a wonderful place to come home to.
I even write reminders to myself that it is a Blessed place.
But it takes effort and intention to make it that. It is worth it to me.