some days...it just seems that we pass each other as we walk to our side of the bed & crawl in for the night, praying for a restful night. 

some days...it's all we can do to remember who, what, when, where, why & how, and even our name.

some days...it's just frustrating for him, me and/or us.

some days...it's us

...and the joy of gratefulness fills our being and love surrounds and completely blocks everything for our time.

"There is a large measure of joy

in ordinary moments."

~Susan Gale Wickes~