My kids were really quick to give me a second chance, and their forgiveness helped me pull it together and move on. Not every day gets off to a perfect start, and when I'm tempted to hold a grudge about something silly, I need to remember what forgiveness looked like on this particular day.
And how good it felt.
I look at these and give thanks that my kids are actually friends with each other. They like each other, and they've learned to work together as a team.
I'm glad that they choose to be my friend too. A fresh beginning is what Good Friday is all about, and when I get bogged down or frustrated by the tiny, insignificant details in life, I want to look back on these photos and remember what really counts, and why.