January 9

Isaac and Brady had Youth Group tonight, so after we dropped them off at church, Adam and I went to dinner at Cattlemen's.

As I sat there at our high-top table by the bar sipping a glass of prosecco and listening to him talk about his day, I felt a profound sense of satisfaction. The flavors of the food, the conversation, the gift of being one-on-one with The One I chose all those years ago enjoying some down time as familiar old(ish) country tunes played in the background... it was all so sweet. So comfortable. So familiar.

And I am thankful for every bit of it.