Even though this is my third winter (can you believe it?), the changing of the season still catches me by surprise.
It's business as usual here in Boston, with unending exams; a crazy teammate who still has yet to understand that he is The Problem; a neglected and therefore very needy, whiny puppy who currently has a bout of diarrhea; friends getting pregnant and having babies (yay!); trying to squeeze in time for work; constant appreciation for my mom's cooking which has somehow found its way across the country and into our freezer.
Every night I lay in bed and marvel at how quickly the day goes, wish for a "re-do" so I can slow down, think deeply, and hope for one more day to do it the right way. Maybe tomorrow.
2 comments:
mom's cooking flying cross country? wow! moms are amazing, huh? i've got a long way to go. :)
hoping that you could find a time to be still and sit at his feet today. me too. :) ((hugs))
It's 60F here and I'm freezing.
By the way, I have no idea how, but I have 20+ visitors linking from your site to mine this month and it's only been two weeks. Thanks for the traffic.
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