from long-time travels
(long-time being a relative term)
there is jambalaya in the 'fridge with a note that says 'EAT ME'
deep snoozing in my own bed
jaunting around our hot, wonderful city looking for this and that
sharing pork tacos and delicious, fresh salsa
catching up with So You Think You Can Dance
(much rejoicing by us when the alien routine made it through.)
delighting in our animals
admiring fireworks on television
eating a whole pizza.
enjoying church with our family there
crying over the impending move of dear friends
thankful for fresh opportunities, cell phones, and the internet
the old, the new, the unknown, the hopes and plans and mosquitoes and flies that won't go away.
deep gratitude for everything. blessings overflow and love of our life makes my chest hurt.
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