Today marks the seventh anniversary of the visionary’s passing.
We miss him. . . always & forever.
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Gifts
she dances at the Peace Center this very weekend & it’s perfect timing for all of us
a full day spent with both my girls
a quiet day spent at home before the busy weekend
cooler mornings
lots of rain three days ago
quiet conversations
morning light
things working the way they should
Took this through kitchen door window Saturday as this one worked with greasy hands.
He can do anything. . . and I mean anything. He amazes me time and time again.
and he thinks it’s nothing to have these hands that can fix . . . like his father. He thinks it’s nothing to have a mind that solves problems, and thinks outside the box. . . like his Grandfather.
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and then I caught him working . . . reading how on his phone. The light was calling me. If he knew I was watching he would have moved.
I read this the other day:
“If you look for Jesus in everything, you will certainly find him.”
– Thomas a` Kempis
and when he works . . . he’s in the zone and leaves a long trail
I just mopped kitchen floor and scrubbed cabinets clean. . . and then I see it. . . grease marks trailing in. . . on floor, cabinets, new dish cloth . . .
I look, praise & I count . . .
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Gifts
Charming in the zone
trails left behind . . . he’s never been any different & I hope he’ll never change
smiles when he works
their laughter
dancing girl loving her practice
friends I see in store – a few minutes to talk
Fisherman sees friend from long ago
time alone to clean and get caught up
long conversation with oldest even if it’s on the phone
a day by the pool
excitement in the house over movie seen
Four days ago was the fisherman third birthday since the transplant. Yesterday we traveled for his second annual health check.
For three nights we have celebrated this birthday week with meals fit for a king.
and then great news comes back from transplant today . . . with rejection at 0.
and
This is the only time in your life you want to be zero.
On this side of the transplant life. . . Zero is good.
Zero is best
Zero is our hero
and
Hurray for Zeros!
and then I had time for a Happy Fall Y’all photograph, and Henry plopped himself right down in it.
So here it is . . . Happy Fall Y’all
love, me . . . & Henry
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birthdays to celebrate
a good school day with the youngest
dinner guests
excitement over the upcoming dance
changing weather
safe trips to and home again
great biopsy results
amazing breeze
running in soft rain
laughter in our house
homework being done
” You can find magic wherever you look. Sit back and relax all you need is a book.”
Dr. Seuss
This one. . . if it’s not dancing . . . it’s reading.
No complaints from me.
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Gifts
Cousins traveling . . . dropping into Graceland. . . making us feel so special
sitting with family around the big table @ the best Nana’s
seeing girls grow closer
messages of love to me from her BFF
kids on fire for the Holy Spirit
courage from the girl who loves music . . . talking to youth about the past 8 months & how you prayed & He answered
that man with the big laugh keeping close tabs
early morning rising . . . getting things done
birds singing their good morning song
empty laundry basket . . . could I really be caught up? counting it anyway
calls from the Philosopher . . . working so hard two states away
the joy I see from her preparing for “the big dance” @ the Peace Center of all places
watching them turning dreams into truths
a marinette priestly ordination – oh, if you ever get the chance you must go . . . such beauty
a conversation with a stranger turned friend
a texted sent to the wrong person turned into blessings
