I worked today. It's hard dragging yourself out of bed before 6am on a Sunday morning but it was a good shift and I enjoyed the calmer weekend atmosphere on the ward and interacting with patients families as they visited.
When I got home I found a cup of tea waiting for me and some freshly picked flowers. It's good to come home to my family. It keeps my priorities right. Every now and again extra money is needed to help with bigger bills but family comes first. No amount of money in my pay-slip would make me trade time with my husband and kids on a regular basis.
I know we are very lucky as a family to be in a position where we can spend our weekends together. That we have this great balance between work and home life. Sometimes it just takes something as simple as some wild flowers and grasses collected on a walk to make me feel content and loved.