The Key

 I spent Thursday and Friday in Charleston, soaking up all the love in the room when my people gather to celebrate an accomplishment of one of us. Most of the time, schedules are tight, travel is difficult, babies are too little, things change, but one thing is true, there is love.  Love is being sent, support is being felt, fun is being had.  Regan was "marvelous" just like Piper & Evy knew she would be. Joe had a great visit and we made 24 hours worth of memories to last a lifetime. (We have become genius at that, over the years.) 

David, Rosey, Zachary & Pearce were able to share on Friday, if just for a short time. 

I would watch my children shine forever. Lucky for me I'll be watching Lucas & Zachary on Friday while Rosey toils on crew. Regan will be on break so she'll share too. We'll squeeze in at least one family dinner. 

I'm grateful for the people I work with that all appreciate how much family matters. 

I know that my life is an embarrassment of riches.

The Secret Garden was visually themed around a key. The show was beautiful, but when the antique keys flew in and Mary Lennox chose the key to Lily's Garden, it is a metaphor for all of the choices we make. If we are exceedingly fortunate, as I have been, we choose the key that opens the door to the magical world of gratitude.