I’m verklempt in the best way possible. Talk amongst yourselves.
Okay I’m back. Pinch me, I must be dreaming. Today I’m not going to ask why and feel guilty. Instead I’m going to be grateful and content. For some inexplicable reason my family is blessed beyond measure. Perfect? Not even close but perfection is overrated.
When I was a kid and we said prayers, I always asked that everyone would get a good nights sleep. A nice blanket and soft pillow. To me, sleep was the cure for what ailed me. Little did I know all that sleeping was a sign of depression. Grateful to put that in my rear view mirror.
Today I’m praying for peace even if momentarily to all who struggle during the holidays. You’re not alone. Actions speak louder than words. Good thing they accept one armed volunteers. Today was one for the memory books.