Perfect Nights

Last Sunday night, I was playing four square with Mr. Boy in the yard.  The deer were around munching on the snacks I'd left out for them. The fog had rolled in and the temperature was dropping into the 50's. 

Suddenly, the pool lights flipped on, and Mr. Man runs out to dive into the pool.  Mr. Boy & I shrieked with joy and ran to put on our swimsuits.  The pool was 80 degrees thanks to our solar heating system and the sun.  We swam and swam while the deer watched with curiosity.

 

I floated on my back and looked up at the stars and the moon.  I was struck at that moment with overwhelming gratitude. Two years ago our plans to move to Seattle fell through, and I remember thinking, who knew where our family would end up. I couldn't see a bright future, due to the constant chatter about the down economy.   I love this house and I love my family.  The Chalet turned out way better than we ever dreamed, and Mr. Man is home in time for dinner.  I could not have gotten through this year without Mr.Man, he has been my rock. As our family splashed, while the deer watched on, I paused to give thanks for the many memories that lay ahead.