When the Universe Throws You a Bone

I've decided when the 'Universe', 'God'...Whomever, decides to throw me a bone, it's always in the form of a family Sunday.  Family Sundays are the cure for tough weeks.  The weariness swept away by the sight of your babies being loved on over and over by the people you love.  It's like a reset button, a good Sunday.  It's like waves washing the beach clean.  Family Sundays are good for the soul.