What a day. It has been a blessing from start to finish. All I have to share are lots of jumbled thoughts about various topics. No concise thinking here tonight.
When I woke up this morning I was worried about how the day was going to go. I woke up and my knees and my shins were killing me. I assume it was from my over-zealous walk yesterday. We started by going uphill and I was pushing it. So, this morning I paid the piper.
We had coffee and went for another walk. This time we chose the other direction which goes downhill with a more gradual incline on the return. As we walked back I couldn’t help but think how easy the walk looked to be, but it is a good healthy incline. The road home looked like it could have come out of a poem. It caused me to think about the journey I’ve been on and how much I still hope to do.
The good news is the walk helped with the pain. I think I’ve just been too sedentary too long. Time to kick it up a notch.
As I mentioned, we will go get our Christmas tree on Friday. So, in preparation, I have been cleaning some and getting ready to make room for a tree and the accompanying decorations. I put together a small kitchen cart so I can move my mixer and food processor off the kitchen counter. Nice to feel accomplished.
I fixed a nice fresh lunch — lettuce from our garden, avocado, cucumber, radishes, walnuts, and a balsamic reduction. I made the reduction myself and I cooked it a bit too long because it was too thick, but yummy just the same.
Since technology has emerged, I get very little ‘real’ mail. Today hubby brought in a package from a dear, dear friend I met online. As a matter of fact, we have only met once in person. Inside this ‘snail mail’ package was the most beautiful hand-made journal, a beautiful handwritten letter and an assortment of wonderful bobs of inspiration. As I read the letter, tears streamed down my cheeks.
It is so touching to be thought of in this way. I treasure the journal and want to use it for something very special. Every time I touch it, I will think of my dear friend and her kindness in thinking of me.
Who said you cannot make ‘real’ friends online? Pish posh. The friends I have made in this way are some of the best and I will be forever grateful for the path that brought us together.
It’s been a busy day so we will have leftover soup from last night and then I will retreat to work on my novel.
I feel blessed in SO many ways. Another good day on the books.
“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”