Lord
Grant me
Peace and perserverance
As the day
Goes long
It’s almost the blog’s birthday. I lost count of how many years it’s been. It’s been one heck of a ride. The most consistent endeavor I’ve ever undertaken. So in honor of a big day tomorrow, I’m going to celebrate. How you ask. Checking the mailbox for snail mail and a handful of candy corn. Thank you for stopping by here each day to cheer me on. I may never meet you in real life, but I’m so grateful for your love and support.
Some of my favorite things on this almost blog birthday.
Meeting you all
Finding pieces of myself each day
Stretching this writing gene
Some facts about me
I love thrifting
Sweet over savory most days
I enjoy Diet Coke
I love walking into the drugstore, and checking out new lip balms
I can never have too many stamps to send happy mail
Iced coffee over hot coffee for me
I love a good salad
I love to reread my favorite books
Peeping the fall hues
Red and orange
Yellow too
While the windows
Roll down
To let
The wind
Brush my hair
Lord
I need You
More than
I can say
Adequately
These days
The Presence
The Peace
I need it all
Every day
All day
Some thoughts
New Yorkers are friendly. Very helpful and kind.
Being a slow walker didn’t bother them.
The city is beautiful in unexpected ways
Joy can be found in simplicity
I savored my time like a fine wine
Disability is a pain sometimes, but I found ordinary strangers who lavished extraordinary kindness upon me for which I’m grateful.
Where in the world was I this last week. The answer DC and NYC. It was a time of challenge and refreshment. A time I won’t soon forget. Maybe I will share some photos. In the meantime, I’m glad to be back where I can watch the green grass grow.
Sending hugs
And love
To you
Dear readers
Joy find me
Fear leave me
As I stand
On the promise
That You’re
Always there
Lord
Anxiety is
Within me
Replace it
With your
Perfect Peace
In every moment
The reminder
That you
Are there
Is ever present
Give me
Your Presence
Where mine
Needn’t be
Thank you all for all your love and support. It means the world to me.
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