was it you?

Sometimes I get this feeling like someone is praying for me. This morning it was while I sat in the warm sun with hot coffee and watched my children play. It was one of those moments where the colors and sounds are so intense and vivid that it almost doesn't feel real - sky, flowers, birdsong, laughter, new leaves, sidewalk chalk... I took these pictures on my phone but they don't do the scene justice. To whoever you are, thanks for praying.