Wednesday, March 7, 2018

You can find something truly important in an ordinary minute.

 Mitch Albom, For One More Day

The day starts one way—gray—but turns around. The sun comes out.

By the end of it I’ve visited the community garden (it’s still snowed in but—oh!—the sense of anticipation seeing it evokes); taken Maya to, and picked her up from, the spa; had an appointment; sipped a Starbucks; enjoyed good conversation with my daughter; received an invitation from my granddaughter; made a decision; finished up some things and started others; and listened to the sweet sound of melting snow dripping in the eaves troughs.

Simple happy.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. Sounds like a perfect day to me! Your flower pictures are making me oh, so happy! Can’t wait for Spring:)

    1. Spring can’t come soon enough!

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