Not a thing crossed off my list.
Not a step farther along on the housework.
Not a bit done for planning ahead.
Not a single accomplishment to brag about.
But…
We went to the banquet feast of Thanksgiving and the Eucharist.
We went to the wedding feast.
We spent an evening of wonder with adopted grandparents.
We spent another evening with siblings.
We filled ourselves with football and movies and camaraderie.
We finished books and started projects and prayed joyful rosaries.
We wrote essays and caulked soffits and moved scaffolding and dug trenches.
We hugged nieces and nephews and aunts and uncles and grandmas and poppas and friends.
We high-fived a priest. Twice.
We saw new sights.
We saw old sights through new eyes.
We spent every evening TOGETHER.
So…
It was as successful a weekend as I could have planned!
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I put on our weekend to-do list: sit by lit fire in our backyard. We all had a blissful, blessed time crossing that one off!
I had a very similar weekend, and it was VERY worthwhile. My 10 year old nephew lives in a broken home, and spent the weekend living with a family. We enjoyed pretending we had a son, and he loved the jostling and silliness that comes with having three sisters.
He also loved our nature walks, and evenings spent by the fireplace.
Oh Michelle, that DOES sound blissful!
And Leticia, your weekend sounds similarly joyful! Thanks for sharing!