The day goes on, what a joy to know that we have the day ....

God gives certain things into our control. We have very little of it to control, really. But what control over orselves we have, we should use wisely. What we say. What we eat. How we chose to conduct ourselves.

I admit that I do so little intentional control over my own stuff. Why not? I constantly worry about what I cannot control. Others' actions or comments, weather, income, mechanical failures, photographs coming out, stains coming out, sunrise, sunsets, whatever...

I have wasted sooo much time on stupid stuff. That all saying about worrying about the small stuff, and it it being all small.

I love my family. What a bunch of goofs we are. And we still love one another, go figure...

I am blessed by infinite choices that I do not even blink at before making.

With such disregard for the priveledge, it is no wonder that we are given little control over events and only over our own willful choices....

I choose today to find joy in the life given.

Love fest!

Oh to be priveledged to take part in such a love fest!
This is a squeezey face moment... Warms the soul. Really!

Then there was Thomas

When everything else fails there is Drake love of trains...

Oh the day ! It will be a day to remember. He tells us almost everyday how he road Thomas the Train. Even though he has had another eventful and record setting day at Remlinger Farm with Grandpa Jim, equally exciting, he keeps telling us about Thomas...These two full days' events have blended in his little mind, Something about Turkey Lurkey along the tracks with Thomas, "Ohld MCDonald has some "butts" "Here a cow butt, there a duck butt...E, I, E, I, OHHHH!" And then there were trains...

But the day was more than this. It was watching his little face as we road the antique train going by the Snoqualmie Falls...And watching his mommy's face watching his...It was sooo worth it.

A call

When I least expect it, when I most need it... I am blessed with a phone call...Life is just almost two swift for me to breathe. And then it shifts to a halt. Words of support, love and kindness from a source I rarely hear from due to my own "pushing". What a wonder you are. What an absolute God-send you are in that moment. I needed to hear that I wasn't messing up again...Thank you.