Warm glowing sun shine...there is nothing so wonderful as the glowing sun in the late afternoon in that nest of a bed room we have,
the windows open...even on a February day
the sound of the breeze & a twittering bird & visiting neighbours & a soft wind chime...
watching my hands with their newly painted red red nails make something useful out of sticks and string as rach likes to call knitting...
and in the middle of all this the soft breathing of the man I love sound asleep in the soft sheets next to me, The Man, who worked through the day and drove through the night to be home as soon as he could.
For these things I tell God again and again: I'm am so grateful.
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