It's almost daunting to look at the news every morning. Never know what you're going to find - though more often than not lately, it doesn't feel wonderful. Seems like every day there's some kind of shooting going on. And/or someone dying. I'm grateful for a solid foundation and faith to rely on to help get through the emotions.
Anyway, it was kind of busy last week. We went to the Temple in American Fork - first time for us going there. Beautiful and we enjoyed it - even the drive down. Had our piano scheduled to be tuned. That was postponed twice. We'll see if it actually happens tomorrow. Had a follow up with the dr. for The Husband's CPAP - wasn't quite the result the he'd hoped for but he's a good sport about it. As he is about most everything. Rode Trax downtown for the symphony. Not our absolute favorite symphony presentation but it was still very enjoyable. People (strangers) kept talking to me. Don't know what that's all about but it often feels kind of weird.
Saturday was absolutely lovely. Our two daughters treated me to a day with them. The very best!! At much sacrifice (money and time) we took a "silversmithing" class. Made some earrings. Picked out the stones and even used a small butane burner. I totally went out of character. My stones are called wild horse (or crazy horse)- composition is magnesite and hematite. (Still greek to me - just know they're pretty.) I don't do brown. Don't wear brown, don't decorate in brown, don't really care for brown and complain that my eyes are brown.😊 But I like these. There's enough white in the stones that it makes them interesting. The class was supposed to be like three hours but was a bit longer - one of the teachers got sick so the other two were hopping around doing the three separate classes simultaneously. But class was so great. Enough going on that it was interesting, but not so much that we couldn't talk. I love spending time with my daughters, and so grateful they both sacrificed so much to make that happen. The ride to and from downtown SLC was on Trax so we could still talk. Our son-in-law and The Husband met us for dinner. A fine time all around.Today it's raining. So needed and welcomed.
Today I'm grateful for hope. And comfort. Feeling comfort that things will go forward according to the will of our Creator. Grateful for hope that I (and those I love) have strength and can handle life's challenges. Beyond grateful for two kind, thoughtful, generous (and many other attributes) daughters who listen, care and enjoy being together. I'm grateful that every once in a while I feel compelled to stand up for myself and that it mostly turns out ok. I try to not do that, but sometimes boundaries are important. I'm grateful that I don't often feel like I need to do that.
I'm grateful for our morning walk this morning in the blustery sort-of-cool wind and that the rain held off until just now, long after we were home. It's a good day to be grateful. As is every single day! 💖
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