Wes said, “you are the most progressive old-fashioned lady I know.”
And I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or a statement of concern.
Wes said, “you are the most progressive old-fashioned lady I know.”
And I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or a statement of concern.
My raspberry sorbet candle is burning, The Giving is playing softly on my laptop, and I’m drinking milk and eating cookies.
It’s been one of those days (the type that takes your breath away). And for some reason, the above-mentioned things seem comforting to me at the present.
Daniel flew in to take me to dinner tonight. Italian. Ambience. A quaint candle. And he also found time to serenade me a bit on the piano. It was simply beautiful.
An amazing way to end an incredible week.
It’s been a whirlwind since I got back from the coast. An absolute whirlwind.
Between packing Amber’s stuff (she’s moving back to OK on Wednesday), packing my stuff (I’m moving out this week), and living in the Sauna, it has been insane. We have an On the Border get-together tonight and a Going Away party at my house for Ambs tomorrow night.
When I pause and think about all that the next few months hold for me- my heart skips a beat. I’m excited about a few of the changes and a little leery of others. I’m holding on to the reminder that He will be with me through every step of the way.
jennifer: i just feel very burdenless. of course, when i wake up in the morning- there could be a large sack waiting for me at my bedroom door.
jennifer: stupid sack.
amber: then kill the sack right now. say outloud that the sack cannot exist because God has your burdens. any stupid sack that shows up at your bedroom door in the morning is only going to be laundry that is taking over your room.
It’s amazing what laughter can do for the soul.
I think I can breathe again.