I would love to just sit and write to you about how our Holy Week went, and I will.
But not right now.
You see, I've been up to my eyeballs in laundry. The checkbook is a disaster. I'm trying to get a "plan" together to stay more organized so that I have time for the little tribe members. And if I don't get to the grocery store really soon, the answer to "What's for dinner?" may be, "Whatever you can catch in the backyard." (Which will be a sinus infection since the pollen is about 5 feet thick!)
And so, maybe, if I have time tonight I will begin to share how wonderfully, imperfect and meaningful last week was. Or maybe I will spill the beans on what God and my husband are both saying to me. Or perhaps I'll show off sweet Easter pics.
Just wait and see.