If everyday were Sunday

i love Sundays.

The early morning worship.

The warm sun on my shoulders.

Driving my car as the breeze flows across my face.

i live for Sunday afternoons.

Walking barefoot in the grass holding a glass of sweet tea.

My hands deep in the dirt of my vegetable garden.

It's moments like these that I feel true and pure. I'm not trying to be anyone but me.

It's easy to get caught up in the stress of Monday through Saturday. To become overwhelmed with the grocery list, list of chores and to-dos. But Sunday is different. On this day all that dissappears. It's Sunday when I am reminded of all the blessings in my life.

I wish everyday were Sunday.

Last night I was reminded of one blessing in my life that I regretably take for granted too often.

Surrounded with friends, sitting, talking about hardships in the past and exciting events to come in the future I was reminded of just how lucky I am to be the girl I am and to be with the man I am. For years I prayed that God would bring a man into my life that would care for me, make me better than I am, and offer me a future that I could only dream of. It still amazes me over two years later that I have found that man and that I have gotten to spend so many wonderful moments with him. He is not only beautiful inside and out but a strong christian and hard worker. He is loving and hilarious. He would give you his last dollar and stand beside you through your worst days. He puts others first and is not swayed by society's standards. I love him more than he will ever know and pray that I get to spend eternity trying to make him as happy and he makes me. i love you Casey! <3