I’m at my MIL’s amazing house for the second half of our week vacation.
I’m up alone on the back patio and it’s quiet and peaceful. I love it. Wait, it’s not that quiet…I just choose to turn the city street noise out because it’s so pretty lmao
I love being here. Her patio is so serene. It makes me want to sit out here all night and write.
I need to reconstruct it at my house. But maybe I can’t because here I have no worries. Mom takes care of everything if we let her.
We never get too old to have Mom take care of us.
I’m thankful for amazing parents. Blood, in-laws and step in-laws. I’m surrounded by people that decided to love me for who I am and it doesn’t get better than that. Thank goodness I have all of them to help me through this crazy transition.
Thank you Mom for this space I can sit and remember how great life is and how great the years ahead will be. I never hear women thank their MIL’s. I’m so thankful for mine. After 26 years I just think of her as another Mom.