We used to call them “Skillet Naps” at my house. You know, the kind of nap you take when life has whacked you over the head with something heavy? Completely comatose for an hour or so on a Sunday afternoon, you wake up with a groan.
Over the past few months I have taken my share of Sunday skillet naps. But today was different. Today was General Conference. For a full two hours, I sat curled up in a chair and felt the sweet spirit that comes with refocusing our lives on the Savior. Yes, I admittedly might have drifted out once or twice. But waking up didn’t come with a groan, it came with a smile and a sigh.
I have so much to be thankful for these days. I have a husband who adores me, a loving family, a job that (while unpaid) is extremely fulfilling and a few friends who don’t mind sharing the occasional laugh. Not the least of our blessings is a resurrected Christ who we can remember during this Easter season.
I’ll post more later about all the sweet little things that have been happening in our lives lately. But each is summed up by the simple statement,
we are so blessed.
