Today was the absolute best day that I’ve had in a long time.  My imaginary floating balls are all in balance.  Or almost, anyway.   My balls are the “big” things in my life.

1. Preston.

2. My kids.

3. My job.

4.  Life in general

5. God.

I deliberately labeled “God” as my 5th ball.  It’s the one that’s out of synch.  It belongs in first place.  I’m working on it.  I’m searching for something I haven’t had in long time and that gives me so much hope.

My life is generally great at the moment.  My parents are well.  My bank account isn’t in the red. The bills are paid.  The grass could use a little cutting but I’m not stressing over it.

In about an hour of this writing, Hunterbug will be home after being in Florida all week.  I can’t wait to hear about his journey.  He is my traveler.  Things are winding down and falling into place for Chase as he nears graduation in a few weeks.  Megan and I have been praying about something specific in his life and as of today, it appears to be answered.   I haven’t personally heard from the 3rd and oldest child.   So I’ll have to assume all is well in her world.

Tax season is over and there is technically only one day left of quarter end.  Things are slowing down and allowing me to do some serious catch-up and pay attention to clients that I’ve had to put off.  I can breathe.

Preston.  He’s doing GREAT!  I’ve seen more of his old self  in the last few days than I have in a long time.  He’s laughing. And engaging.  He has a friend that invited him to a car show today and he enjoyed himself immensely.  He came home with a brochure and wants us to take off with the car show circuit next weekend!  He insisted that I take him to Walmart to replace his Fitbit.  He’s a walking machine to get his steps in!

I was afraid that yesterday was going to be a set back when I finally had to sit my sweetheart down and tearfully tell him that it was no longer safe for him to cook without someone home with him.  In the last 3 weeks, he’s left the stove on twice, cracked the crockpot after leaving it on and the final straw was yesterday when the grill got way too hot that He could have been seriously injured.  God had his hand in it.  Preston accepted it and ended up having to console me.  You guys have no idea what a miracle this is in itself!

Today was a good day. Tomorrow will be even  better.  Becuase for the first time in a long time, I’ll have the boys and Preston all sitting with me in church.

God is good. All the time!