I am thankful for change. I find a lot of it in the dryer. Once I find it in the laundry room, it’s mine. So you better take your money out of your pockets before I wash it. I’m torn about the other kind of change. It can be difficult, and it can be awesome. But, people, it is coming–ready or not. So today, I offer my Monday thanks for this change.

Thanks be to God for:

642. Once upon a time, I hated pickles. Now I really like them.

643. My oldest daughter is now taller than my mom. I remember her shorty blondie self reaching high for a cup of water.

644. I am going to graduate school. Yea!

645. Laughter in grief

646. Letting go

647. Kisses…little girl kisses..grandma kisses…passionate kisses…baby kisses

648. My mom is now in hospice care. She received her very last blood transfusion on Friday. She’s been fighting cancer for a very long time. The greatest thing about her decision is that I can hear her surety, her calm, her peace in this situation. It might not be like that every day in this process, but she knows this is right. There is a sad beauty to her letting go and saying goodbye. Your prayers are appreciated. There is too much to be thankful for when I consider my life with her. She is my mother. That should sum it up for you. We’ve had good times and we had horrible times. We are a family. I love her, and maybe someday~ if it’s okay with her~ I’ll share her story with you. It’s a good story.

649. Psalm 23 from The Message


God, my shepherd!
    I don’t need a thing.
You have bedded me down in lush meadows,
    you find me quiet pools to drink from.
True to your word,
    you let me catch my breath
    and send me in the right direction.

Even when the way goes through
    Death Valley,
I’m not afraid
    when you walk at my side.
Your trusty shepherd’s crook
    makes me feel secure.

You serve me a six-course dinner
    right in front of my enemies.
You revive my drooping head;
    my cup brims with blessing.

Your beauty and love chase after me
    every day of my life.
I’m back home in the house of God
    for the rest of my life.


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