Tonight we danced in the kitchen after dinner. After cutting a rug with the whole family to some Zumba-inspired songs, my husband pulled me in close for a slow dance to a sweet mellow song. My heart skipped a beat.
As bedtime came, my son was full of questions after our evening prayer. His great grandmother has alzheimer's disease & is nearing the end of her life. All in one night, we experienced
A time to weep,
And a time to laugh;
A time to mourn,