It’s morning. Looking outside, I’m not sure the day can make up its mind.
It started off sunny, and I was outside in a tank top. Now I’m inside (and freezing!) with a sweatshirt on, watching the sky turn slightly gray.
We’re supposed to head to the park
this morning so we’re hoping that the semi-rainish-looking clouds will give way to some sun. That’d be nice.
I’m completely cheating on our coffee date this morning…I’m not even having Diet Coke.
I am having?
Water.
Not sure why other than it sounded good.
Perhaps I need help
?
If you popped over this morning, you’d find the house cluttered with random things that haven’t quite made it back to where they belong.
It’s been a busy
week, but it’s been good busy. I’ve missed being busy…it’s been a long year of not being busy.
Looking back at the year, though, I realize just how much God was there in my daily life even if I didn’t always recognize it. ‘Cause I am a people person and that’s where I thrive…when I’m surrounded by friends. And yet, I spent the good part of this year alone. I don’t say that to make you feel sorry for me…it was just how things were. And somehow God kept me from getting horribly depressed and feeling too lonely.
My daughter helped a lot with the loneliness…who can feel sad around a bubbly, funny, sweetheart of a girl like her
? She brings joy to even the dark, rainy, depressing, most alone days when there are no phone calls or texts or people around.
And God was good…giving me a few close friends to connect with, laugh with, be myself with.
I needed it.
Definitely so thankful.
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So, we did go to the park.
(Sorry…took a bit of a break in the middle of our chat.) I am now sufficiently caffeinated (aka: drinking Diet Pepsi and trying to stay awake to finish this) and completely exhausted from a crazy long day.
Three hours in the sun + sunburn + lunch + three hour nap for Mae + short nap for Mel + pedicure + worship team practice = the last twelve hours. Kinda crazy day, but mostly fun.
And it was my first pedicure since Indonesia.
My toenails are cute again.
They even have little flowers painted on them.
And I’m fighting sleep, so as much as I want to stay awake and continue caffeinating myself so I can spill out my heart to you, I think my night is best spent sleeping, especially since I have to get up at six and have a long day tomorrow.
So, I wish you sweet dreams…and hopefully more of them than I will have in my six hours of dreamland.
Thanks for stopping by!
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