Last night we went to dinner at my in-laws. They live a fair way out of the city, but we had some car business to take care of so used the opportunity to have a lovely meal with them as well as Auntie Sarah and her gorgeous family. My mother-in-law ALWAYS (yes really, always) cooks up a beautiful feed. On the way home the kids alerted me to this stunning sunset. I quickly pulled over, grabbed my phone, snapped a shot, then drove off before the next car drove up the country road.

This is the reason we came to New Zealand. No, not the sunsets, but the time with family.

After my mother passed away, some smart person in our family realized that weeks and sometimes months were going by that we did not see each other or my dad. It was suggested that we do family dinners at my father’s house every Wednesday. If one could not make it that was never a problem, but the majority of us all turned up. It was simple, but it’s dependability assured each of us that we would have a chance to catch up, slow down and give my father’s house the noise that it was used to from when my mother was alive. I cherish those Wednesdays and it was that reasons that I encouraged my husband to take this opportunity to come home and make those memories. Life is precious and moments like these are golden.