I am currently in my hometown of Kennewick, Washington hanging out with my Dad and my youngest son. We’ve had a quiet few days and will be here for several more. Last week we were able to enjoy a little time in Columbia Park. They have a wonderful playground there right next to the beautiful Columbia River. We ended our park visit with time along the river bank throwing rocks and sticks. It was a beautiful day as you can see. It was joyful for me to watch my son enjoy the river so much.
My missionary son is also doing well. He recently sent me this fuzzy picture and I just keep thinking about it and what a good boy I have. There he is front and center with his arm around a refugee he met. They obviously made a connection. My son mentioned this man and how tearfully grateful he was for the service my son and others provided in one of his weekly emails. It is wonderful to see the goodness of a grown child. To see that he is choosing to spread love and light with those he meets. And that in this instance at least, that love and light was readily received.
There is too much sorrow and pain in this world. But this week, I am feeling the simple joys of motherhood – of mothering that is bringing goodness to fruition, and of mothering in the moment and seeing beauty in the world with a tiny child.
Hopefully my wonderful middle son is enjoying his one-on-one time with Dad at home. Lots of man time building a play structure and installing a sink. 🙂
Happy Monday! I hope your week is filled with fabulous genealogy discoveries – or peaceful family time like mine will be.