I was bracing myself for another gloomy, rainy winter day as per the forecast.
Guess what? The sun shone, stood still and chased my blues away.
I managed to hear Mass.
I have reached the point where I find the pain of bringing at least 4 kids to my usual weekday Mass more bearable compared to missing it.
I am more centered in God and less on myself whenever I hear Mass.
We went for a stroll after Mass.
Kiko had his immunization and shopping time with me.
The girls made pizza and I added carbonara to that for our winter special dinner.
Life in Melbourne cannot be more exciting than this.