Today I am thankful for freedom to worship as I see fit.
I am thankful for those quiet moments with my grandson - wherein no matter what is happening in life; financial trouble, relationship issues, work stress, political madness; there is peace. I find loveliness in his sleeping face, the texture and smell of his hair, the soft breaths he takes. I often wonder what it must be like to sleep like that - with no cares or concerns, he is secure and loved and safe. Maybe we don't sleep like a three-year-old because we don't play hard like a three-year old. It's a thought.
I am immediately thankful for spaghetti with italian sausage and lots of Parmesan cheese...and a full stomach. How blessed am I? :)
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Yeah, I'm thankful too. That mm-sketti was good!
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