A family that accepts and loves you, flaws and all.
A delicious home-cooked meal of salmon, quinoa, and asparagus.
Fruit pizza as your birthday cake--Made by a loving husband.
Doggie piles on the living room floor and family tickle fights.
FaceTime with your parents (today is Papa Bice's birthday)
Snuggling in bed with your little princess while she falls asleep.
Sitting around the dinner table talking about why we love each other.
Remembering our Lucy Sweet and thanking our children for always including her.
Pillow talk with your husband at the end of the day.
Sharing hugs and conversation with friends at church.
Singing beautiful music.
Forgiveness. Crying with someone over their heartaches.
Laughing with loved ones. (Like the text my mom sent me today asking me "How did you take this shit?" when referring to a photo I sent her. She meant to write "How did you take this shot?")
Being disrespectful to your body by purposely gorging yourself and eating too much sugar and feeling sick and bloated and tired and guilty and wanting to stop the madness. So then you eat more.
I should really stick to the advice Zoë gives us when she talks about "Balance Times" Day (as talked about in Vic's latest Instagram/Facebook post).
*Other than my lack of control with sugar consumption, today (and this entire birthday week of mine) was absolutely wonderful.