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One of the benefits of DH being home all the time is the increase in my nap-frequency. This afternoon, weary and tired from the week, I crashed out on the couch for an hour. Nevermind it’s only Wednesday.  Nevermind the show on the Bermuda Triangle that helped make my dreams very strange- It’s just a bad idea to sleep with the Discovery Channel.

So while I was sleeping, a friend stopped by and left a lover-ly plate of homemade, frosted, glittered heart cookies, and the sweetest note. She praised my kindness, my creativity, my mothering and my friendship- and while I feel positively unworthy of some such praise, at the same time I’m so touched and humbled by all the people reaching out to me- it just boggles my mind and makes my heart swell.

I thought you ought to know.