I'm not going to lie.
This summer has been tough.
Beautiful and fun. But overwhelming and tiring.
My husband has been traveling a ton.
I have been traveling a ton.
It has been a constant dance of pack/unpack/pack/unpack, catch up, leave again... then repeat.
After two back to back trips and being without my husband for eleven days, a sweet and dear friend sent me the most wonderful text.
"I am bringing you dinner tonight."
Those were the exact words that I needed to hear that day.
Because it was one of those days.
A too long, short fused, counting down the minutes until bedtime, sort of day.
My girls missed their dad. I missed my husband.
I was tired. They were tired of me being tired.
Penny came in and brought happiness and comfort in a casserole dish.
Which led me to think about the single mamas who face what I was facing. Except it is every single night. The military wives who sacrifice so very much, while their dedicated husbands are fighting to keep this nation free. The women who selflessly, lovingly do double duty, and deserve all of the support we can extend them.
My eleven days were hard. But my eleven days were NOTHING in the grand scheme of life.
Think of a mama who could use a night off from cooking.
A mama who is so worthy of the comfort and thoughtfulness that a meal can bring.
I promise that it will mean more to them than they will ever know.
It is fun and unexpected, and who doesn't love yummy breakfast for dinner?
Monkey bread is a delicious and easy treat to make. I have yet to meet a kid who didn't gobble it up.
breakfast bake can be assembled beforehand and also makes great left overs.
I also send along a gallon of orange juice, as well as, pack paper plates, napkins, and disposable cutlery. Because what is almost as great as a night off of cooking? A night free from dishes.
I challenge you to think of someone you can bless.
Someone who could use some love in the form of cozy food.
There is nothing better.