I am so blessed.
Just this morning
I was bemoaning once again about
something I wanted to put my hands on
but couldn't remember what box to look in.
I was feeling blue
because I have so many things to decide
in the next few days.
My bum still hurts.
I don't know what color tan/beige/kahaki
I want to look at for the rest of my life,
in this house.
This baby lives thousands of miles away
and I can't touch her.
I got to see her yesterday
on the miracle
It is 76 degrees there
and her mommie had her chubby bare legs
sticking out there for me to see.
I could hear her babbling away
and crying too.
Isn't life wonderful?
I am blessed.