Yesterday was a day of 'high output'. I spent a lot of my words talking. To adults. Throughout the 'quiet time' of our Daycare Morning and all evening. I talked.
This morning ... I read. Quietly. Alone. I found inspiration at every turn.
Glennon at Momastery.com wrote of the lesson she learned at the end of a very hard year (click here: "The Music is Louder Than the Crying").
Chrissy at "Life With Greyson and Parker" reminded me that the lessons we have to about perspective (click here: "Great Unexpectations").
Anna over at "An Inch of Gray" sent me over to read this post about the Christmas Story as you have never heard it.
I can't top that. I can't even comment because these writers say it so eloquently and tie it all up at the end with a neat little bow.
I'm just breathing in the morning. Follow the links on this page to take you on the journey that I have travelled this morning.
Tomorrow ... I am going to 'exhale'.