Do you ever hear a child say something, and it it stops you in that moment, grateful for being grounded?
It wasn’t a day at Disney. It wasn’t Christmas morning. There were no gifts or extraordinary events. It was just a day, this day. It was sitting at home. With her parents. Her sister. Her grandparents. Everyone was laughing. Everyone was playing a game. No one was fussing. Nothing had to be prepared. No one had to go do anything. Everyone was relaxed. It was nothing special. But it was memorable in it’s ease and comfort and happiness.
Everyone was interacting.
Quietly, with a smile in her voice she said “this is the best day ever”.
I turned to look at her.
She knows what matters.