Just being

Sundays are the perfect day to just be.  A few weeks ago after Mass, we went to visit Grandma Nury and Grandpa Larry.  We stopped by with the intention of just saying hello and playing for a few minutes, but we were lured into staying a few hours by the gentle sway of the hammock and the opportunity to play catch with Grandpa.  William and I napped in one hammock, while Grandma Nury and Walker rocked in the other.  Joseph and Dax played ball with Aunt Jessica and Grandpa Larry.  There was no rush to move onto something else.  No commitment to steal away our time.  It was just Sunday.  And we just were. 

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