I slept until 9am. I woke up to a quiet, empty house. I slowly greeted the day, coffee in hand, the latest issue of Real Simple on my lap.
I took an afternoon nap.
We took a walk together as a family in the late afternoon, before the rain rolled in.
In between we packed. And did laundry. And packed. And packed some more. Moving in a week, the packing must go on.
And that was Mother’s Day. Quiet, peaceful, productive. Spent with my family, just how I like it.
I hope your Mother’s Day was all of your favorite things.