Sunday in the sun

A lovely quiet day. Car washed. Front and back grass cut. A picnic blanket in the shade for a snacky lunch. Some games with Jack. Glorious.

The type of day I’ll try and etch in my memory, the softer moments of life are so welcomed and deeply held. 

It’s how I keep going. 

For Jack, for Becca, just hanging out with my besties. 

Such simple pleasures.

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