Yesterday was a bad day.
But through it all, your comments helped and I could feel you all out there.
My mom, who is so good at reading between my not so subtle lines, called from her snowbird home.
Hubby called and I cried a little on his shoulder.
Georgia's Quilt from RPQ
Days like yesterday make you really stop and think.
About a lot of things.
Maybe one of the reasons I appreciate the heat and humidity so much is because of how cold it gets here.
I know I value a dark room when I have a migraine and the light hurts.
I enjoy a good downward coast on my bike after huffing it up a steep hill.
Knowing that I can even call something bad, means that something good has to be out there to in the world of balances.
So, yesterday, I focused on the good. The bright. The blessing.
And today, the sun came out (not here, but somewhere, I'm sure it wasn't hidden behind snow clouds!).
My children woke from their slumber and smiled at me at least once.
Hubby dear went off to work when so many didn't.
My home, while not 74 degrees, is a comfortable temperature.
I have running water. Hot and cold.
Our pantry if full of somewhat nutritious and somewhat not, food.
I'm not going down to the creek to beat my clothes on a rock or heat water over an outside fire under a kettle to do laundry.
My car has heated seats.
One day, I will understand. Someday, wrong will be made right, and all the hurts will be soothed.
Until then, I will count my blessings and see them as the gifts they are.
What are your blessings to count today?
My baby was born with a birth defect.
The doctor just called. When my Janome was being put together, he thinks the lower shaft was scratched or twisted.
The bushing has seized to the lower shaft.
We'll be on the list for a transplant, that with shipping time, could take up to a month to get.
Good news is that we're still under warranty and all that I'm out is shipping.
But, in the meantime,
no sewing for me.