I love my life. I love having my own home, being an adult, working, investing in relationships.
It’s 9:29 on a Saturday evening. I still have dishes to do, I just put in a frozen meal in the microwave, and I’m just smiling. I’ve rested all day, not gotten out of pajamas, had the house to myself, had coffee, watched SVU, blogged, and just enjoyed “being.” The stillness in the middle of my busy work season…the ability to have my own kitchen, my own frozen meals, a roof over my head, and the freedom to choose to live how I desire. So few people have that; I know I am deeply blessed.
It’s good to be alive.
