1695-1704.

1695. a small space in front of the window in our living room, natural light pouring in, the wooden desk inviting me. a little space and time to write, to pray, to reflect. i felt like i was in a little coffee shop, and i always am charged and relaxed after being in one. fun to have it here at home. 

1696. small peace between friends. you could not convince me of less, that peace amongst those you care about is one if God's greatest gifts to us. peace that passes all understanding. 

1697. homemade latte of sorts, complete with frothy milk on top.

1698. a thriving sex life. i say this not with a heart of pride or bragging, but with a grateful heart. i  know it could be so much less. i know it could be filled with miscommunication, insecurity, and restriction and fear. I know that it could be lack of unity, freedom to be transparent and express what one or the other is thinking.  i think of all these things with no light thought, so i offer my humble praise and thanks to the Father for these undeserved gifts. it is not me, or my husband who can take any credit for this gift. it is Him. and i know it isn't always like this, it wasn't, so i am stopping to appreciate and recognize this gift that He gives in delight and joy. I praise YOU, Father.  thank you. 

1699.  Irish kerrygold butter. cold and plopped on hot bread out of the oven.

1700. a fun girls night out with joyful, friendly women, that i probably would never have met or interacted with [because they are so smart and powerhouse women] but at the end of the day, we are all just little girls, ready to laugh and joke, and be real.

1701. real, raw, honest conversations with my tender one. with my kindred. i am thankful that she understands me, and i her, and its like our hearts could be switched at any time and we would still feel like ourselves. i am honored any time she shares, and it is gift any time she listens in return, offering wisdom and an empathetic ear. love you cheecha.

1702. the most beautiful post card sent from the US from steadfast, loyal Linda Lindsey. [linda means beautiful in Portuguese] a lovely surprise that made me feel so loved by her. 

1703. and let me not forget tammmmmytinytummy. our tickets for Ireland are booked. Dublin, here we come. cannot wait to get that time with tamm in such an incredible magical place. april cannot come fast enough. FACETIME in real life.

1704. i am thankful for my Jeannie too. She is such a woman of dignity and works well with her hands. her voice is always so soft and gentle, she is eager to learn, to listen, to ask questions, and i want to learn to be like that more. she is an excellent mom and again, i desire to learn from her.