a fourth sunday. a rather busy one.
one where i woke up in a best western in tacoma, after an afternoon at the korean spa, with a dear friend for her birthday. one where we walked along the sound for just a bit and cleared our minds and laughed our smiles sore and spoke our stories. one that later found me on the road with the boys, where the oldest grabbed my camera to shoot when the sky out the window was thick with birds. one where the boys made dad laugh till he cried and my mom shared handwork tips with tater and we all watched the waves crash and the sun set and after all that i felt so much better.
