One of the most magical things that I am able to relive and experience:

The length of a day.

Remember, growing up, those long, endless summer days? The ones that stretched on for hours upon hours?

The ones that felt like five days in one?

The ones where the time between breakfast and dinner could have been months, complete with seasons changing?

I am happy {beyond measure} to report that these are the very days I am having {right} now .

Everything is so long and drawn out yet fast with a flurry of different varietal activities that leave me with the immense fullness of the day.

How lucky, how blessed is that?