This regular Saturday post where I tell you what has made my week has been MIA for a few weeks. Partly because I was feeling sorry for myself and didn’t want to take the time to try to come up with a week’s worth of smiles. (Because truly some weeks it is harder than others.) And partly because we had this BIG event–a 5 year-old’s birthday–and family were in town and life was not ordinary or routine.
So, I return, somewhat reluctantly, and if you missed me, then accept my apology for the absence.
Here’s a short list of what makes me smile this week.
Illustration by Billy Alexander/courtesy of Stock Exchange (www.sxc.hu)
Spring. It’s here, officially. Even though the weather hasn’t played along, I know it’s only a matter of time before walking outside with the kids becomes bearable again and the world bursts with color. It’s my favorite season.
God kept me calm when my son’s head was bleeding profusely. And He kept us safe while driving in the snow to the emergency room. And He’s given us a daughter who jumps in to help and isn’t freaked out by other people’s pain. When we told the nurse that Izzy wanted to watch any procedure on her brother’s head, the nurse asked if she was going to be a nurse or a doctor. “Actually, I’m planning to be a teacher,” she says. And Corban’s head is fine, no stitches required.
I read two great books this week. I can’t wait to tell you about them in April. Watch for the reviews.
I signed a contract for a magazine article I wrote. It’ll be published in an upcoming May/June issue. I’ll share more when the time comes.
We officially own our car. The title came in the mail last week. Getting out of debt feels good, even if it’s hard work in the process. One down, too many more to go.
While calculating our expenses for the upcoming month, I was relieved to realize we might be able to pay them without too much extra help. That’s a relief when lately paying bills causes anxiety.
I applied for a job.
Homemade hot chocolate mix.
Friends who bring a bag of coffee beans to your front door.
A catch-up phone call with an in-town friend.
Okay, maybe the list wasn’t as short as I thought. Guess that’s what happens when you start listing the good. You think of more.
What was good about your week?
