Wednesday, December 19, 2012
These are the Best of Days....
Every once in a while, a moment will come along that reminds me how truly blessed I am. One such moment happened upon us last week, in the chaos of daily life and left me with warm feelings of contentment with my lot in life.
It was almost dusk. Sir Knight was pulling in the driveway after a day on the road. Miss Serenity and her friend Miss Anne were heading out the front door for an afternoon grouse hunt. Miss Serenity had a backpack over her shoulders and a rifle slung on her back as she an Miss Anne threw a leg over the 4-wheeler and drove off in search of game. Sir Knight had some business to take care of, so he and I left the little children in the capable hands of Master Hand Grenade while we had a quick visit with some friends.
Arriving at our (retired) friends home, Sir Knight talked with Fred in the shop while I popped into the house to visit Ethel in the comfort of her country kitchen. Upon entering the welcoming little house, I immediately noticed how quiet it was. Nary a giggle or laugh was to be heard nor did the sound of happy chatter fill the air. Ethel and I visited while the men conducted their business and soon it was time to take our leave.
Upon returning home, we were met with the scent of rolls, fresh from the oven. The kitchen was cheerful and full of lively chatter as the children welcomed us home. Miss Serenity and Miss Anne came home with no grouse, however a Snowshoe Hare had fallen prey to their hunting expedition and had been gutted and skinned (getting blood on Miss Anne's scarf, much to her chagrin!) and was awaiting preparation for a pie. Master Hand Grenade was visiting with Maid Elizabeth and her friend (and Miss Anne's older sister) Maid Rachelle and the little children were playing a rousing game of hide and seek.
As Sir Knight and I walked through the front door, the older girls put tea water on to boil and set about laying the tea table for tea. Soon, tea and conversation flowed in a kitchen that was awash in laughter and fellowship.
Children are a gift from the Lord. They bring life and laughter to our homes and joy to our hearts. Sometimes I have to stop. I have to notice the blessings that fill each day. These are the best of days. These are "the good ol' days".