My Paradise

I was driving home while looking through the rear-view mirror at Alyse going to town on our just purchased, extra crispy, purple grapes. I pulled her out of her car seat--purple skins and all as she delicately fed me one tiny grape at a time from her precious little hand. With groceries in one hand, Alyse, the diaper bag, and the last remaining grapes in the other, I couldn't help but think that this little life of mine is paradise.

I feel so very blessed.