Choosing to dance.

My Mother's Day.

My mom was out of the country.

My grandchildren and oldest daughter were 12 hours away.

And this was my first time to not have any of my girls with me in church on Mother's Day.

It was not a "normal" Mother's Day.

But I danced anyway.

Even though at first it was an odd kind of mother's day, I pulled out my new favorite twirly skirt that  I bought for $6 on clearance…..
and I danced.
Letting go of the sad old song "but this is how it used to be" and twirling to a new melody.
One I like to call "The best is yet to come."

Before you think how awesome that is let me just tell you..

I haven't always danced when my world felt odd.

No there have been times where I climbed into my bed, pulled the covers up and slept the day away. I'm not immured to succumbing to the blue funk and dwelling on the negative stuff instead choosing to see the blessings in everything.

But I can guarantee you there has never been a time when I was glad I slept through the moment.

And there has never been a time I regretting dancing.

And my day just kept getting better.

I had a gen-u-ine Mother's Day Miracle and our FaceTime actually worked!

We talked with the grand kids for over an hour!

And I actually got a picture with all three of my girls after all!

There were pretty flowers.

And lots of food.

There was back porch swinging.

Handsome dinner guests.

Beautiful cards flocked in glitter and lots of presents.

And there were macarons.  Not to be confused with macaroons. 

There is a big difference in case you didn't know.
(I just found out not too long ago myself)

And then the Lord wrapped up the day with this pretty scene.
No filter.

I was blessed beyond measure.
Undeservedly.
And I'm so thankful.
The best is always yet to come.
I'm thankful He's given me a new song to dance to.