I love summer!

This seems to be the feeling in the air! This is the time of the year where I am truly thankful to live in California. All the other seasons for me just don't do it. I know we have the most amazing climate in comparison to the rest of the nation. However, for me, I wish the other seasons felt like they're supposed to. Overall fall is my favorite season because it is quiet and there is a little crisp feel in the air. Winter and Spring are annoing (to me at least) because we don't get much rain and we still have warm days. I would love to feel every season! Right now I love summer because it feels like it is supposed to, warm with an ocean breeze. We went to the beach yesterday and it was very nice. We met with some other homeschool families and the kids just played. When we got there it was very overcast and then all of the sudden the sun was shining and it was warm. Getting there was not as enjoyable. I always want to do these fun things that other mommies do with there kids. I'll commit to doing something, because at the time I say it I feel "normal", then as the day comes I'll either have to cancel or struggle horribly just to get in the car. So this is what happened yesterday, I struggled horribly to get in the car and get there but it turned out in the end to be very rewarding. After having a really hard time lately it was nice to feel the sun and watch the girls play. I met a lady named Lori there and learned that she had been having some lung issues lately and was able to provide some insight as far as my local doctor. Then the most amazing thing happened as we were leaving. Her son Aaron, I'm pretty sure that was his name, walked up and asked what my oxygen tube was for. I explained what it did for me and he smiled, with a real sincere look on his face, and nodded at me. I finished speaking to him and turned to get something then when I looked up he was standing in front of me. He asked, in a very soft yet matter of fact voice, "can I pray for you?". I was stunned, never have I had a child, let alone a child I just met, ask to pray for me. Aaron must be 9 years old and right there on the beach he put his hand on my shoulder and prayed for me. All I could think while he prayed out loud for me was this is the gentle love of GOD, thank you LORD! Aaron is an awesome child and touched my heart in a way that I can't explain, but God knows that at that moment I needed to hear prayer from a little angel. I think that is what helped me walk away from the beach and just be happy about being there watching the girls play, enjoying the sights of the ocean, the breeze, and the warm sun. No longer did the struggle of getting there matter!