Thursday, April 24, 2014
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Saturday, April 19, 2014
This morning, as every time we see each other, Gully was all there. Had to be next to me. Touching me. Ever close.
I now know what receiving that love feels like. To be that loved, that wanted, that you have to be that close.
And as much as that is, God loves each of us more.
Friday, April 18, 2014
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Fifteen years ago I bought a rhubarb plant but it never thrived, despite all that did I for it. Sun. Water. Fertilizer. Composite. Eventually it died.
Last year a Vermont neighbor was weeding her garden. On a walk, we offered our hellos from the street. Her reply was if you really want to be neighborly you can help me weed. We stopped. We paused. We weeded.
As we all enjoyed being neighbors and getting to know each other better, compliments to the rhubarb patch were made. Healthy. Great stalk. Beautiful bounty. Next thing we know we are heading home with bags full of some mighty fine roots.
Here is hoping a mighty root stalk will put forth a beautiful harvest.
Rhubarb is so much like life itself.
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Yesterday I was asked to modify a Microsoft Template. My answer, "I don't know how to do that but I'll figure it out and get back to you."
Researched the task last night. Will implement a course of action today.
It's a hokey card. It's a low paying job. I'll never get monetarily rich here, but my daughter will go to college. And I get back so much more for just showing up.
Thank you, Boss.