My son comes to me in the morning and hugs me like sunshine on a tomato.
My husband calls me “sweet” at the dinner table.
They know what the problem is and have a small, non-invasive surgery for it.
They will get us in next week.
I was looking for a new job, but they changed my job so much that it’s like a new one.
I have a very good friend who calls me with all her troubles, and she is working bravely through them. I know I can tell her all my troubles, too, and make me feel braver about confronting mine.
My garden is producing lots of good flavors to add to the healthy food I can afford to buy for my family.
I got a load of new clothes from the second hand store on Memorial Day for 50% off…brand names for $3-4 dollars each. Including three pairs of shoes and a new purse.
My 12-year-old car works just fine, except the back drivers side window, which I have to remember to never roll down, or it will stick there.
I live in a place full of sun and blue skies that hasn’t had any terrible weather, except a little hail, and it didn’t even dent the car.
After a lifetime of feeling alienated from religion, a beautiful church two blocks away from us is accepting us with open arms.
Some of the projects I’m working on will help tens of thousands of teachers and students for the next 10-15 years.
I’m still writing. And writing. And writing. And…