the half-way point

We have officially been at the beach a full week today. It has swiftly passed by and I could not be more thankful that we still have another week left. We are just not ready to go home.

The sand and the salt combined with the sting of the sea water have been a balm. Cleansing and refreshing. Washing away the disappointment and worry of the past few months. 

Also, let me just say how much I love my sweet husband. I am so thankful for the strong and attentive father that he is. Poor man has been so sick yet still spent over an hour today pulling our wilds on a boogie board.

It was so entertaining. I snapped away and cheered and laughed, all the while Eleanor is fussing and screaming "mine, mine." I'm not sure where she got this mine business, but seriously it's a bit much. She has been quite a handful on this trip, but then you pick her up and she starts patting you on the back and whispers "mine" and well, somehow the world is right again.

As I watched Kaleb throughout the day, continue to give and do and help and hold. A sense of calm came over me. Yeah things have not been working out the way we planned, that happens, but I know it's going to be ok. I would follow this man anywhere, and I know with him at the helm we will be just fine.