I spent a few morning hours doing paperwork, two hours writing my book, and the best hours of the day with my nieces. They somehow find fun in everything they do, even just being together. Their joy inspires me.

I am so privileged to take part in their lives, taking Ava to dance McDonald's and to dance class, along with Olivia. Ava made sure to remind me to watch her and not just talk to Olivia:)
I live for this stuff. They always ask about when Chynna is coming home, and Ava has decided she will give Jordan 100 hugs and kisses when she's sees him.

Got to spend a little time catching up with their mom, dad, and Baby Dillon too and I always find our commonalities in child rearing and common sense mentalities. I was reminded that family gives to family, or friends, or whoever that may be. For each of us, there may be few or many. Count yourself blessed if you have someone who cares.........

The love chapter is often quoted at weddings and around sentimental events, but it is the daily love in life, faith in action, hands willing to get dirty, that really matters. I can say I have love but without active intent, it is worthless. That is my reality every single day as a widowed woman..........

I know its value and put a lot of weight on its worth. It makes me go out of my way for who, and what, matters. Love causes me to care so much....