It was for extending heaps of grace to the little kiddos that wear my DNA and to the man who puts up with all of us.
It was a day for sunshine and pumpkins and more tobacco chewing than I’ve seen in a long time. (And for those of you wondering, we weren’t the ones doing the chewing.)
It was a day for celebrating small town life and the people that embrace it…
Hope your Saturday has been one full of the wonders of fall and the wonders of much grace.
*I’ll pick up where I left off with my own story, tomorrow!