This weekend, I was reminded in such a real way how much of life is about perspective. Am I focusing on the 90 percent of my life that is great or the 10 percent that needs a little work?
This house has a wall of windows that let’s in the light.
In the dark, overcast northwest that is such a boon. The seal has failed in a few of those windows, and yes there are doggy nose prints all along the bottom. But the plumeria is in bloom and oranges are ripening on our satsuma.
Life is good. Thank you to my mister for letting me go to a women’s get away with the wonderful ladies from church. And thank you for holding down the fort at home with soccer games, a volleyball tournament, an FFA competition, Tolo, teaching Sunday School and getting ready for an open house at the old place. You are the best.
Now maybe I should grab a rag and tackle those nose prints.