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It was our closing ceremony for the boys school year today and we couldn’t nail a proper posed picture…Which is par for the course these days. There is no perfection to be had while our chaotic existence swirls around us. It’s like the other day Matt spilled medicine on the white carpet. The liquid was beet red and Matt (to his energetic credit) got right on it scrubbing and cleaning and treating the stain. It didn’t work. I put the kids to bed and then went to hang with my frustrated husband. I sat down next to him and shared what I had been thinking lying there in the dark, waiting for the boys to fall asleep, staring at the mark on the floor: One day, we are going to leave this house and we will look at that stain and remember when our boys were still wanting cuddles before bed, our loved ones were all thriving and healthy, our bodies worked the way we wanted them to (minus a few knees) and we were so lucky to love and be loved in this home of ours. Tears streaked my face as I said this to Matt and he saw what I meant. That stain, these moments, where everything seems untenable, overwhelming and unsustainable, are a gift. A memory marked in time of the beautiful life we have lived. Another year of school done. Another momentous occasion marked with imperfection and unbridled joy. Just another beautiful stain on the carpet. ♥️

What a night! Watching my hubby and team in action was incredible (so was getting to see , Mark Paul Gosselar, and to meet - who is lovely btw!). Canadian content is truly having its day and it’s wonderful to see that it is being recognized around the globe. Congrats to all involved and thank you for always bringing me along, making your family proud and staying true to who you are! 💙