Kindred

I get kissed by the sun each morning, put my feet on a hardwood floor
I get to hear my children laughing down the hall through the bedroom door

I have been blessed, with so much more than I deserve
To be here with the ones that love me, to love them so much it hurts
I have been blessed

I think to myself, I think to myself
This love is a beautiful gift

When I’m singing my kids to sleep
When I feel you holding me
I know / Blessed - Martina McBride

I'm not usually much on cheesy, emotional songs...but sometimes God uses cheesy to remind me of the gifts that I'm surrounded with. Sometimes He uses a stressful ride to a park where we freeze our buns off to remind me, too. (As was the case before I took these shots) But that waking up and seeing? It's good. I have been blessed.