too much dessert.
my friends, my family.
a giant slinky.
me being healthy.
friends to share birthday week, celebrating together is much more fun.
that my friendship with Cherry didn’t end in jr high because of mean words.. but has lasted 19 years and counting and we speak love to each other now, she’s so encouraging to me and I’m so thankful she’s a permanent part of my life and if it takes a run on sentence to get that across then so be it. (I’m reading the book Speak Love right now, wish I could send it back in time to 8th grade me, but planning to share it with teen girls from now on. Speak Love by Annie Downs, check it out!!)
holding a hand tight.
(when caregiving is not fun but rather is heartbreaking and tragic and mostly, sad.)
being schooled in mini golf by Val… choosing to give thanks in all circumstances here.
birthday coffee and a muffin and sitting with Skip, Val, Anna & Derek and my wonderful church.
when we agree, a breeze from Jamaica must have made it’s way to Nebraska, because for a moment it mysteriously seems like Jamaica. Just does.
losing things and that terrible feeling that you’ll never find them again.
saying 32 verses of Romans 8 at 6:20 a.m. Friday with no prompts, ahhh WOW, I’m almost sad that there are only a few more verses left.
saying one, three, twelve verses of Romans 8 at a time, when stressed or angry or can’t sleep… it really does calm down my mind.