The sand of the seashore, the drops of rain, the days of eternity:
who can number these?
heaven's height, earth's breath, the depths of the abyss:
who can explore there? Sirach 1
Sometimes I walk thru my day and everything feels so beyond me, I'll never get caught up
Sometimes I walk thru and everything feels neat and orderly...under control
Maybe not under 'my control'...but there's nothing to fear...
the days keep coming, the sun sometimes shines, kids come and stay for a weekend and then go...
today is such a day, all is well...
my talk/teaching is done...whew!?!?
it was dom's birthday, and his concert
we saw my dad and frank's dad and D.J. this weekend
we saw Sharon and billy and the kids for the girls show
and uncle mike
and talked to Micki who comes back to the states after being gone a year (already?!?)
we talked to michael...
courey was home and stephen and seese came for dinner (oh, and amanda too who we haven't seen in months)
my very own husband replaced our garbage disposal and even corrected a problem that arose after the installation...all on his own!?
someone is giving us an estimate on the home repairs we've needed done for awhile...
I look around me and see that life is good...
the sand dollars from summers past speak to me again from their place on the window sill, I see them there, rather than they are just there.
I think of summer...Hilton Head again
and the snow that fell last night doesn't seem quite as cold or as lasting
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