Linger

the baby was taking a nap.
the boys were outside throwing ice at a tree.
my husband was working on the house.

i was having a moment.
one where i was feeling immense gratitude for the luck.
the fortune.

whatever you call it, all was right with the world in that moment.

and then the baby woke up.
and the boys came inside.
and the hubby finished his task.

and i stood at the sink doing the dishes for the um-teenth time this week.

and somehow all was right with the world.
still.

and the gratitude grew.
and the moment lingered.
and my world got really small and comfortable.

and cherished.
oh so cherished.