Let me paint this picture for you…

It was right around rush hour. I just finished food shopping (because we didn’t have time to do it over the weekend) and was driving home from Whole Foods. Turner was in the back doing his happy scream at the top of his lungs and cracking himself up.
Meanwhile, as I munched on my apple cinnamon straws, I was planning the timing of cooking dinner before bath time and bedtime, zig zagging around slow moving traffic, and going through my mental checklist. The cars in front of me started braking…darn, a red light. I glanced at the license plate of the car in front of me, and it said “Livslow”. WOW!
I took a deep breath, watched Turner in my rearview mirror, and thanked God for the little reminders He gives us about what really matters! Dinner will be made, the house will eventually be clean, and my to-do list will always be there. Words can’t describe how thankful I feel! Thanks for the words of wisdom SUV driver!


2 Replies to “LivSlow”

  1. How true. Good lesson for all of us. So good to see you guys Sunday. The squealing sound like music to our ears, well almost! He was enjoying himself so much that we had to just love it. Have a great week and livslow. Love you guys.

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