Dad's melanoma has been removed successfully and he is recovering.
I have felt the peace and presence of the Lord time and time again.
I bumped into an old co-worker last night. Good to catch up.
It rained so hard in Charleston one day I seriously contemplated making a boat out of card board to get home. There were kyakers in the Market!
Krissie has made me laugh and cry -- in the best of ways.
Wednesday night services at my church started back up; time of worship was great.
I went for a 45 minute run to clear my head the other day. I can never run that long, but it was great.
I have been eating terribly and need to start eating salads next week. Ask me how that's going next week!
I'm still rocking out with my egg shaker. Thanks, Weston.
A few good cries.
Long stretches of dry eyes.
Fighting for peace rather than understanding.