Today is going to be a good day. I can smell the honeysuckle, the air is soft. I am reminded of all my many blessings. I remember once trying to list them all, but I kept on forgetting some. Someday I think I would like to put up a whiteboard and list the things I am grateful for and see how much I can fit onto it.
Just a thought.
I have very few good days lately. But I'm happy when I live one. :)
ReplyDeleteYour piece gives a sense of peace, dear.