a season of blessings and joy
“Ohhhhhhh myyyyy galoshes!” Thalia unzipped her parka. Curls tumbled free from her hat. “It’s getting dark already! Whaaaaaaar’d this day go?!”
Nia noted the days events with a finger count. “Eight a.m. zoom call, haircut at nine, major grocery shopping, unpack and put away the haul, quick lunch, Henny to the dog park, catch up on messages and mail, Henny outside for a potty break which Typist turned into a leg stretch —”
“And now we’ve arrived home… at 3mm,” Cal sighed. “Isn’t it wonder-full?”
Words from Typist:
Did you catch that?
More like a hair shape-up… that involved a scissors. 😉
It was so fantastic to hug and spend time with my stylist.
Fingers crossed that she reads today’s love letter. 💜
Are you smiling back at the little fighter pictured above?
I found out that I will not be eligible to donate blood again for five years.
If you’re a blood donor…
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