The hayfield was mowed today, revealing a new kind of beauty. Change has that power, and although I am often fearful of change, I am mostly thankful for it, as change often walks hand in hand with wonder.
We worked on another divorce job today, this one coming from a snap decision to paint our home. My naturally bitchy nature came to the front for a while as I scraped the old colour-lock siding, mumbling under my breath and glaring. Yet somehow after a while I found that I was getting excited about the project and was looking forward to a job well done. I am thankful for acceptance, for it allows us to approach our lives with grace.
Her gentle happy eyes . Her slender hands. Her smile. I love them,
He lays beside me on the sofa while I drink my coffee and read the morning news. He even purrs. My dog is funny and he is my shadow.
I love my daughters.