🍂☕ What a grace this morning was. You know when you stay up too late and aren't as productive as you needed to be so when you wake the next morning your first thought is regret and dread? That was us. Unfinished homework, unmade lunches, unorganized and frazzled. My prayers for the girls as Oli and I dropped them at school were staccato-like but sincere, and even those grounded our day in a way that no completed tasks or sound sleep last night could have. Sadly, when I'm rushed or anxious prayer is not my instinct, but oh what a grace when truth overrides instinct. The girls parted light and joyful and Oli and I were actually *early* for school. Early enough to stop for a tea (me) and a treat (him) where more blessings awaited - discovering a friend behind the counter at Larue & Fils was added joy to the simple redemption.