Thankful
Today, 7 years to the day that my mother, Doris Johnson, died--I give thanks for her life, her friendship, her example and her unconditional love. Not a day goes by that I don't think about her.
I also give thanks that I didn't break my ankle tonight when I fell walking to dinner with friends. I stepped the wrong way, turned my ankle sharply, and almost hit the concrete. Luckily, one of my friends caught me, and I managed to make it the rest of the evening. Made it home, have a coldpack for the night, and am hoping I can walk in the morning.
Finally, I give thanks for all the bakers who came together to help make the first day of our bake sale at church such a huge success.
I also give thanks that I didn't break my ankle tonight when I fell walking to dinner with friends. I stepped the wrong way, turned my ankle sharply, and almost hit the concrete. Luckily, one of my friends caught me, and I managed to make it the rest of the evening. Made it home, have a coldpack for the night, and am hoping I can walk in the morning.
Finally, I give thanks for all the bakers who came together to help make the first day of our bake sale at church such a huge success.