Today we started out at the GEO Center. It's very cool with a Titanic exhibit which is well worth the trip. I learned so much about the Titanic and that's cool. Then, the Center is self guided about the mountains and rocks all of Newfoundland. It was really interesting.
From there we went to lunch at Tim Horton's. They have the best coffee and I swear if they hit the states where my beloved Dunkin Donuts are, Dunkin's would go out of business. After lunch we made our way to the Railway Museum. Again, lots of interesting information.
Then, we came home. It's been a beautiful rainy 15c today. That's about 62 degrees. I am loving this weather!
This trip has been amazing. It is simply beautiful here. The view of the ocean from the back porch and the kitchen is something I could definitely get used to! It's a much slower pace. People walk everywhere. You can be driving and there's nothing on either side of you but evergreen trees. All of a sudden, you spot someone walking on the side of the road! It's a little jarring at first like "Where did they come from?!! Where are they going?!"
That's about it for today. No pictures for today either. However, if we go where we want to go tomorrow then there will be pictures.
Until then,
Please pray for my friends house to sell.
Love,
Me
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Day Four!
Today's blog is going to be brief.
It's late.
I'm tired.
Today we went on Gatherall's Puffin and Whale watch. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful! No whales, lots of Puffins.
Had lunch at a poutineire. That would be a place that sells poutine. Poutine is fries with gravy and cheese curds. Cheese curds are when you are making cheese and you squeeze it through the cheese cloth. What's left in the cheese cloth is cheese curds. You can get your poutine with a ton of different toppings. I had the bacon cheeseburger. Yum!
Afterwards, we toured St. John the Baptist Anglican Cathedral and then the Basilica of St. John the Baptist (Catholic). Very cool.
We were able to see the Newfoundland War Memorial and a Park whose name escapes me.
We came home and later had supper with some friends of Dads.
Big day, lots of fun!
Until next time,
Pray for my friends house to sell.
Love,
Me
It's late.
I'm tired.
Today we went on Gatherall's Puffin and Whale watch. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful! No whales, lots of Puffins.
Had lunch at a poutineire. That would be a place that sells poutine. Poutine is fries with gravy and cheese curds. Cheese curds are when you are making cheese and you squeeze it through the cheese cloth. What's left in the cheese cloth is cheese curds. You can get your poutine with a ton of different toppings. I had the bacon cheeseburger. Yum!
Afterwards, we toured St. John the Baptist Anglican Cathedral and then the Basilica of St. John the Baptist (Catholic). Very cool.
We were able to see the Newfoundland War Memorial and a Park whose name escapes me.
We came home and later had supper with some friends of Dads.
Big day, lots of fun!
Until next time,
Pray for my friends house to sell.
Love,
Me
Monday, August 12, 2013
Days Two and Three
Sunday, we started out with Mass at Holy Cross church. I mentioned to George how cool it is to be Catholic, how no matter where I go, what country I go, the Mass is still the same. The church itself is beautiful. It's an older church and there were not a lot of young people in attendance. However, there was this one little girl, walking age, so barely two. First, this little girl was being loud. Then she would yell. Finally, her parents let her do whatever she wanted. What she wanted was to walk up and down the isle and smile. Apparently, she knew an older gentleman in the band. She would wave to him and he would smile at her. At one point, I was thinking "where are the parents?" I found the cute girl to be cute, but annoying. I wanted to enjoy the Mass. Then, the little girl was making her way to the Altar. My first thought was a gasp in my head. She can't go up there! Especially, when Mass is going on. Her father came and retrieved her. Then, Bob reminded me "let the little children come to me, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these". From then on, I concentrated on the Mass and enjoyed the smiles of the little girl.
After Mass, we went off the St. Johns to the Rooms. It's a beautiful museum and I fell in love with the work of artist Mary Pratt
They look just like photographs, but they're not. They're paintings! I have been looking the past evening online to find posters or prints to no avail. However, feel free to purchase a painting for me for the low price of $10,000. Lol.
After the rooms, we stopped at Tim Horton's for yummy coffee. Then, we headed off to a small flea market where I picked up a beautiful sugar and creamer set. I'd take a picture, but it's all wrapped to come home. Remind me and I'll take one when I get back home. Finally, it was time for dinner and we went to Montana's and had amazing ribs!
This morning, we drove to Cupid's where we toured their Legacy Center. It is very cool and I recommend it as a must see. http://www.newfoundlandlabrador.com/planyourtrip/Detail/11098261
After that, we stopped for lunch at Mary Brown's and then headed to Father Duffy's Well. We came back home and had dinner and now we are done for the day.
It has been such a beautiful few days here. I have never seen grass so green nor water so blue. The weather has been nothing but perfect. Highs of 21c. I can honestly say, I have never been so relaxed or enjoyed anything more in recent years. I have my husband, Dad, good friends and God. What more could anyone ask for?
Until next time,
Please pray for my dear friends husband who needs additional heart surgery.
Love,
Me
After Mass, we went off the St. Johns to the Rooms. It's a beautiful museum and I fell in love with the work of artist Mary Pratt
After the rooms, we stopped at Tim Horton's for yummy coffee. Then, we headed off to a small flea market where I picked up a beautiful sugar and creamer set. I'd take a picture, but it's all wrapped to come home. Remind me and I'll take one when I get back home. Finally, it was time for dinner and we went to Montana's and had amazing ribs!
This morning, we drove to Cupid's where we toured their Legacy Center. It is very cool and I recommend it as a must see. http://www.newfoundlandlabrador.com/planyourtrip/Detail/11098261
After that, we stopped for lunch at Mary Brown's and then headed to Father Duffy's Well. We came back home and had dinner and now we are done for the day.
It has been such a beautiful few days here. I have never seen grass so green nor water so blue. The weather has been nothing but perfect. Highs of 21c. I can honestly say, I have never been so relaxed or enjoyed anything more in recent years. I have my husband, Dad, good friends and God. What more could anyone ask for?
Until next time,
Please pray for my dear friends husband who needs additional heart surgery.
Love,
Me
Saturday, August 10, 2013
Day One
Day One.
After not sleeping well for two nights, yesterday I awoke at the ungodly time of 2:55AM. I showered and dressed and by 3:40, George and I began our adventure as my brother-in-law Brian drove us to the airport. That right there, that's Love.
Once at the airport, we checked our bags and proceeded to security. The lovely agent scanned my passport and said "you're breaking it in!" I gushed like a kid and said how it was my first passport ever. Then, it was time for breakfast. How Burger King was open before my beloved Dunkin Donuts I'll never know.
While on the plane, I did manage to get a little sleep. Three hours later we arrived in Toronto. We have to go through customs. Easy breasy. Then, wait for it...BAM! I got a stamp in my passport! I felt like Sandra Bullock in While You Were Sleeping when she finally got a stamp in her passport. We had to pick up our checked bags and then take them to another baggage drop. Then, we stopped at A&W for some fries and gravy YUM!. And, then another three hour flight! Air Canada is awesome. They have displays on the headrest in front of you. You can watch movies, tv, listen to music, whatever you like.
The excitement was palpable! We arrived and as we came down the escalator to baggage, there he stood. One of the greatest sights I've ever seen. Dad waiting for us. I smiled and waved like I was three or something. I was just so excited!
On the way home, we stopped at a place called Ches's. I had the fin & fowl. A piece of fried chicken and a piece of fried cod plus a generous helping of fries (with gravy of course) that would put Mooyah's to shame. See, I was hedging my bets. I wanted to try something new, the cod. And, if I didn't like it, I still had the chicken! Smart girl! What can I say, I have my moments! lol Turns out, I loved it all!
We finally arrived home and I finally got to meet Rita and Kevin and their family face to face. I've known them for years, but never have actually had the pleasure of meeting them face to face. You will not find more lovely, genuine people, ever.
Today, I posted the pictures of everywhere we visited today. Cabot's Tower at Signal Hill, Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto, in Flat Rock, seals in Logy Bay just to name a few. While it was busy, and I've been excited and constantly smiling like an idiot, I didn't feel remotely rushed. For lunch we ate at Mary Brown's, similar to KFC. And tonight Kevin made a delicious dinner.
That's all I've got for now. I'm just a tad tired. Jet lag and all the excitement I guess. I hope all is well with all of you.
Until next time,
Pray for a friend.
Love,
Me
After not sleeping well for two nights, yesterday I awoke at the ungodly time of 2:55AM. I showered and dressed and by 3:40, George and I began our adventure as my brother-in-law Brian drove us to the airport. That right there, that's Love.
Once at the airport, we checked our bags and proceeded to security. The lovely agent scanned my passport and said "you're breaking it in!" I gushed like a kid and said how it was my first passport ever. Then, it was time for breakfast. How Burger King was open before my beloved Dunkin Donuts I'll never know.
While on the plane, I did manage to get a little sleep. Three hours later we arrived in Toronto. We have to go through customs. Easy breasy. Then, wait for it...BAM! I got a stamp in my passport! I felt like Sandra Bullock in While You Were Sleeping when she finally got a stamp in her passport. We had to pick up our checked bags and then take them to another baggage drop. Then, we stopped at A&W for some fries and gravy YUM!. And, then another three hour flight! Air Canada is awesome. They have displays on the headrest in front of you. You can watch movies, tv, listen to music, whatever you like.
The excitement was palpable! We arrived and as we came down the escalator to baggage, there he stood. One of the greatest sights I've ever seen. Dad waiting for us. I smiled and waved like I was three or something. I was just so excited!
On the way home, we stopped at a place called Ches's. I had the fin & fowl. A piece of fried chicken and a piece of fried cod plus a generous helping of fries (with gravy of course) that would put Mooyah's to shame. See, I was hedging my bets. I wanted to try something new, the cod. And, if I didn't like it, I still had the chicken! Smart girl! What can I say, I have my moments! lol Turns out, I loved it all!
We finally arrived home and I finally got to meet Rita and Kevin and their family face to face. I've known them for years, but never have actually had the pleasure of meeting them face to face. You will not find more lovely, genuine people, ever.
Today, I posted the pictures of everywhere we visited today. Cabot's Tower at Signal Hill, Our Lady of Lourdes Grotto, in Flat Rock, seals in Logy Bay just to name a few. While it was busy, and I've been excited and constantly smiling like an idiot, I didn't feel remotely rushed. For lunch we ate at Mary Brown's, similar to KFC. And tonight Kevin made a delicious dinner.
That's all I've got for now. I'm just a tad tired. Jet lag and all the excitement I guess. I hope all is well with all of you.
Until next time,
Pray for a friend.
Love,
Me
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Jane, Mr. Rochester, and Forgiveness
I love books. Even that is too bland a statement. I devour books. Well, certain books. Non-fiction and science fiction just don't do it for me. But the classics, and others...please...there's no place I'd rather be on any given day (unless my husband isn't working then, I'm happily with him!).
I also like when certain books turn into movies. Sometimes, I see the movie first. One of my favorite books from junior high was Jane Eyre. I confess that I loved it at the time, but then as the years went on, various versions came out, and there's one I love in particular the 2011 version. The movie is full of mystery and romance. I found the romance between Jane and Mr. Rochester to be beautiful, all the glances and hand touching (quite dull compared with today's movies but I love it nonetheless). Then, I read a book that made me see it from a different perspective. How Mr. Rochester was selfish. He treated Jane rather unfairly and without giving any spoilers away, did something unforgivable. Yet, no matter after reading the book, and knowing the ending, the story is about forgiveness. That love can forgive anything, or rather, just about anything. How forgiveness makes us 'all together human" (a quote from the movie).
Yesterday afternoon, I was not the best version of myself to my daughters. I didn't do anything horrible mind you. Nothing, like Mr. Rochester, but, it was not one of my best moments. Today, at different times, I spoke with both of my daughters and owned my mistakes and asked and received their forgiveness.
Now, being their mom, I could've easily passed it off. I woke up better, everyone was happy. I didn't have to bring it up. Forget about it. I'm sure they had. However, I had not. It's important to me that my children (I'm sorry, my teenagers) realize the affect words and actions can have, whether you're having a bad day or not. They need to learn to ask for forgiveness even if the person that needs to grant it didn't think they did anything wrong. They need to learn how to ask and how to grant forgiveness. You don't have to grant forgiveness right away. There are times when I have said and have been told "I will forgive you, but I'm not there right now". That is perfectly acceptable.
I've passed on my love of reading to my girls (my son left that gene in the womb on the way out I think). I've passed on our families recipes, I've passed on our love for music. More importantly, I've passed on our morals and values and our faith. It's not just in the big moments where they learn, it's in the little everyday moments too. And, I give them plenty to learn the art of forgiveness.
Until next time,
If you messed up (no worry, I still love you as does God), ask for forgiveness. If I've hurt any of you out there, please forgive me too.
Love,
Me
I also like when certain books turn into movies. Sometimes, I see the movie first. One of my favorite books from junior high was Jane Eyre. I confess that I loved it at the time, but then as the years went on, various versions came out, and there's one I love in particular the 2011 version. The movie is full of mystery and romance. I found the romance between Jane and Mr. Rochester to be beautiful, all the glances and hand touching (quite dull compared with today's movies but I love it nonetheless). Then, I read a book that made me see it from a different perspective. How Mr. Rochester was selfish. He treated Jane rather unfairly and without giving any spoilers away, did something unforgivable. Yet, no matter after reading the book, and knowing the ending, the story is about forgiveness. That love can forgive anything, or rather, just about anything. How forgiveness makes us 'all together human" (a quote from the movie).
Yesterday afternoon, I was not the best version of myself to my daughters. I didn't do anything horrible mind you. Nothing, like Mr. Rochester, but, it was not one of my best moments. Today, at different times, I spoke with both of my daughters and owned my mistakes and asked and received their forgiveness.
Now, being their mom, I could've easily passed it off. I woke up better, everyone was happy. I didn't have to bring it up. Forget about it. I'm sure they had. However, I had not. It's important to me that my children (I'm sorry, my teenagers) realize the affect words and actions can have, whether you're having a bad day or not. They need to learn to ask for forgiveness even if the person that needs to grant it didn't think they did anything wrong. They need to learn how to ask and how to grant forgiveness. You don't have to grant forgiveness right away. There are times when I have said and have been told "I will forgive you, but I'm not there right now". That is perfectly acceptable.
I've passed on my love of reading to my girls (my son left that gene in the womb on the way out I think). I've passed on our families recipes, I've passed on our love for music. More importantly, I've passed on our morals and values and our faith. It's not just in the big moments where they learn, it's in the little everyday moments too. And, I give them plenty to learn the art of forgiveness.
Until next time,
If you messed up (no worry, I still love you as does God), ask for forgiveness. If I've hurt any of you out there, please forgive me too.
Love,
Me
Sunday, July 21, 2013
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood...
Today has been in the making for 44 years. Today is my 44th birthday. As most of you know, I love, LOVE to celebrate my birthday. And, more than that, I love to celebrate my friends and families birthdays. What is so special about today's birthday? It fell on a Sunday. Why is this important you ask? Because I got my birthday blessing on my actual birthday. This may not seem like a big deal to some, but to others, and me, it just might.
If that wasn't enough, after all that's been going on with a couple of the projects I've been working on, I got to go to Mass on my birthday. Yes, I could go to daily Mass if it was during the week. But today, there was just something *different*. Let me back up...
Last night at exactly 11:00pm, my mother called from her home in Myrtle Beach, SC to wish me happy birthday. Yes, you read that right, 11:00pm. It has been a family tradition that since I was born in the greatest city in the United States, Pittsburgh, which is Eastern Standard Time, my day starts on Eastern Standard Time. As my Mom was giving me her love, I felt my Mema with me. As we got off the phone, I cried. I missed both my Mom and my Mema terribly. Oh, how I wished I could go visit! Then, this morning, my Mom called to wish me happy birthday Central Standard Time. After we got off the phone, again I felt my Mema. I went to shower and as usual, plugged my iphone into the dock to play music, always on shuffle. Always. The first song, before I even hit the shower was a song called Steppin' Out by Tony Orlando and Dawn. Growing up, my sister and I thought someone wrote a song about Mema (the line goes, 'don't worry bout me, ma). It was always our song to her. And, her she was telling me she was here. Wishing me happy birthday, and that she didn't forget me. I was laughing and crying simultaneously. I even said to her "I can't believe you remembered" and she said "how could I forget?" which of course, made me cry harder.
Now, back to Mass. I went up to receive the Eucharist. Some days, this sacrament makes me cry. Over the years, my kids have grown accustomed to my crying at Mass and know that I'm okay. Today was such a day. I was in line and as I approached the Host, the tears started. As I approached the chalice they really were coming. My hand was starting to shake and I was almost afraid I would spill it (I didn't). Then, as I knelt down to say my prayers, I was held by Jesus and given the most beautiful birthday. For a brief moment, I felt with my entire heart exactly how much God loves me and it was more than I could bear. I asked Him why would He die for me, just for me. And of course, His answer was because He loves ME.
This was a spiritual high for me. Of course, the feeling didn't last long, just a glimpse and it was more than enough. Usually, when my birthday arrives, I give my family a myriad of ideas for presents (sleep number bed, Ninja kitchen system, tons of stuff from infomercials, etc). This year, I just didn't have anything. I looked around at my friends, my family--especially those who have become family, my chrp sisters, my bunko sisters, my gurus, and all that God has blessed me with and I felt exactly that, blessed. I was okay with that. I started the day with Mass and spent the entire day being loved on and blessed by those close and those far, as far away as PARIS! (We have family in PARIS right this minute and they took time out of their holiday to wish ME, a blessed day.) I have felt so loved and so WANTED. That is most beautiful for me and means more to me than any material gift ever could. That is all I've ever wanted and what I wish for all of you, that you may feel loved and wanted because you are. Especially by me.
Until next time,
Please pray for my friend who had a heart attack this morning.
PS. Rest assured, my birthday celebrating will continue for weeks as usual!
If that wasn't enough, after all that's been going on with a couple of the projects I've been working on, I got to go to Mass on my birthday. Yes, I could go to daily Mass if it was during the week. But today, there was just something *different*. Let me back up...
Last night at exactly 11:00pm, my mother called from her home in Myrtle Beach, SC to wish me happy birthday. Yes, you read that right, 11:00pm. It has been a family tradition that since I was born in the greatest city in the United States, Pittsburgh, which is Eastern Standard Time, my day starts on Eastern Standard Time. As my Mom was giving me her love, I felt my Mema with me. As we got off the phone, I cried. I missed both my Mom and my Mema terribly. Oh, how I wished I could go visit! Then, this morning, my Mom called to wish me happy birthday Central Standard Time. After we got off the phone, again I felt my Mema. I went to shower and as usual, plugged my iphone into the dock to play music, always on shuffle. Always. The first song, before I even hit the shower was a song called Steppin' Out by Tony Orlando and Dawn. Growing up, my sister and I thought someone wrote a song about Mema (the line goes, 'don't worry bout me, ma). It was always our song to her. And, her she was telling me she was here. Wishing me happy birthday, and that she didn't forget me. I was laughing and crying simultaneously. I even said to her "I can't believe you remembered" and she said "how could I forget?" which of course, made me cry harder.
“To one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. To one without faith, no explanation is possible.”― St. Thomas Aquinas
This was a spiritual high for me. Of course, the feeling didn't last long, just a glimpse and it was more than enough. Usually, when my birthday arrives, I give my family a myriad of ideas for presents (sleep number bed, Ninja kitchen system, tons of stuff from infomercials, etc). This year, I just didn't have anything. I looked around at my friends, my family--especially those who have become family, my chrp sisters, my bunko sisters, my gurus, and all that God has blessed me with and I felt exactly that, blessed. I was okay with that. I started the day with Mass and spent the entire day being loved on and blessed by those close and those far, as far away as PARIS! (We have family in PARIS right this minute and they took time out of their holiday to wish ME, a blessed day.) I have felt so loved and so WANTED. That is most beautiful for me and means more to me than any material gift ever could. That is all I've ever wanted and what I wish for all of you, that you may feel loved and wanted because you are. Especially by me.
Until next time,
Please pray for my friend who had a heart attack this morning.
PS. Rest assured, my birthday celebrating will continue for weeks as usual!
Friday, July 12, 2013
You take the good, you take the bad, you take 'em both and there you have
The facts of life. The facts of life. Yea, show of hands how many of you are singing that now. lol
A lot of stuff has been going on this summer. Projects, reading, family time. Most of it has been pretty awesome. This week has been a mixture of awesome, awestruck, and awwshitakemushrooms.
Monday afternoon brought unwanted clarification. I knew with 95% certainty of this information already. But for those of you that know me personally, that 5% makes all the difference. Well, as of Monday, I have 100% clarification and that hurt. I know I share just about everything with all of you, but I cannot go into detail. Just know that this information had me crying in the arms of my loving husband while I felt very unwanted and unloved. I texted my spiritual gurus and they held my mat while I cried.
Going to bed Monday night, I talked to God most of the night. I asked Him to hold me. I asked Him why? I asked Him to help me forgive. I asked Him lots of questions and He gave me answers. He answered Tuesday morning in spades! I awoke to a twitter from Fr. Larry Richards saying "courage daughter, your faith has saved you." Cool, no?! Then, I went to daily Mass with my priest and FOUR Deacons! SO cool! And, it was one of my very favorite readings! Then, I had breakfast with my Podmate who always, always cheers me up and teaches me about God. And, if that weren't enough, I got to chat online with my favorite Priest whose currently in India! Granted, it was most brief, but much needed!
Tuesday advanced a personal project I'm working on. Thursday, I met with a lovely woman to advance my project! Nope, I'm not telling you what it is until it's official. You'll have to wait! Bwa ha ha! Then, I got to have lunch with one of my favorite people! She moved away and is back to visit this week!!! Then, today, I watched as my son used his Eagle Scout skills and repaired our bathroom toilet...without duct tape! After that, I went to watch my amazing nephew's band concert today. He's so awesome! It's cool to live so close and watch him grow up into a fine young man. I am most proud of him! And, if that wasn't enough, it was annual Cow day at Chik-fil-A!! My sister who's my biggest supporter (and my heart, and my everything) and I went with my nephew to our annual cow day lunch. It was absolutely lovely! Then, I came home and I called my dad (George's). He never ceases to make me feel loved :D
It's funny to watch how God works sometimes. Sure, my week started off shitakemushrooms. And, truth be told, I'm still smarting from it and probably will for some time. That doesn't stop the rest of my week being an amazing highlight reel of my family, my friends, and my faith! God continues to show me how much I am loved. How much I am needed. How much I am blessed. And, that my friends, I truly am. I am blessed to be a blessing.
Until next time,
Know that no matter what, I. Like. You.
Love,
Me
A lot of stuff has been going on this summer. Projects, reading, family time. Most of it has been pretty awesome. This week has been a mixture of awesome, awestruck, and awwshitakemushrooms.
Monday afternoon brought unwanted clarification. I knew with 95% certainty of this information already. But for those of you that know me personally, that 5% makes all the difference. Well, as of Monday, I have 100% clarification and that hurt. I know I share just about everything with all of you, but I cannot go into detail. Just know that this information had me crying in the arms of my loving husband while I felt very unwanted and unloved. I texted my spiritual gurus and they held my mat while I cried.
Going to bed Monday night, I talked to God most of the night. I asked Him to hold me. I asked Him why? I asked Him to help me forgive. I asked Him lots of questions and He gave me answers. He answered Tuesday morning in spades! I awoke to a twitter from Fr. Larry Richards saying "courage daughter, your faith has saved you." Cool, no?! Then, I went to daily Mass with my priest and FOUR Deacons! SO cool! And, it was one of my very favorite readings! Then, I had breakfast with my Podmate who always, always cheers me up and teaches me about God. And, if that weren't enough, I got to chat online with my favorite Priest whose currently in India! Granted, it was most brief, but much needed!
Tuesday advanced a personal project I'm working on. Thursday, I met with a lovely woman to advance my project! Nope, I'm not telling you what it is until it's official. You'll have to wait! Bwa ha ha! Then, I got to have lunch with one of my favorite people! She moved away and is back to visit this week!!! Then, today, I watched as my son used his Eagle Scout skills and repaired our bathroom toilet...without duct tape! After that, I went to watch my amazing nephew's band concert today. He's so awesome! It's cool to live so close and watch him grow up into a fine young man. I am most proud of him! And, if that wasn't enough, it was annual Cow day at Chik-fil-A!! My sister who's my biggest supporter (and my heart, and my everything) and I went with my nephew to our annual cow day lunch. It was absolutely lovely! Then, I came home and I called my dad (George's). He never ceases to make me feel loved :D
It's funny to watch how God works sometimes. Sure, my week started off shitakemushrooms. And, truth be told, I'm still smarting from it and probably will for some time. That doesn't stop the rest of my week being an amazing highlight reel of my family, my friends, and my faith! God continues to show me how much I am loved. How much I am needed. How much I am blessed. And, that my friends, I truly am. I am blessed to be a blessing.
Until next time,
Know that no matter what, I. Like. You.
Love,
Me
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