A few days ago, a weekend morning, I spent time with my husband at a small park we like to visit.
The sky was a somewhat hazy blue, and a gentle breeze kept us company.
We walked two times around the not-very-long path, with me being able to walk without holding onto to anything – not my husband’s hand, not a walking stick. (Walking unassisted while out ‘n about has been a challenge the past few years.)
Then I took a seat on one of the benches as my husband made another round on the walking path.
I took a few photos while sitting there. The above picture is one of them. Sunlight through branches and green leaves, the rolling hills in the distance.
I felt relaxed. At ease. At peace.
I felt joy.
And I breathed it in.