Blessed With Thirty-Five Years

Earlier this week Ron and I stepped away from the day-to-day, away from the job, away from cooking and cleaning, away from blogging, away from the clock. We stepped away to unhurried time together and a pause for reflection on the thirty-five years we have shared. 

We stayed at a B&B in a quaint little town. We took meandering walks and oohed and aahed over the charming buildings and maritime scenes. We lingered over a scrumptious seafood meal on a dock, mere inches from the water, as ducks swam and waited for crumbs. We poked our heads in a few shops, shared a vanilla-maple-bacon cupcake, and wondered out in search of our evening coffee. 

And we thanked God for the blessing of years together and for all of His good gifts.