The gift of...

As my 29th birthday winds down, the sun is setting casting pink across the sky, the air is warm and smells of fresh cut grass and flowers, my hubby is beside me on the couch (watching discovery channel as usual...) and my two angels are sleeping soundly in their beds.  I am not one to get too excited about my birthday, not because I fear that I am getting old, but because I receive the best possible gift everyday.  Every time I look into my children's eyes or sneak a hug from my amazing husband, I am reminded that life and love are the most wonderful gifts that I could ever be given...xoxo