It's A Good Day To Have A Good Day

When it's the 10th anniversary of the worst day of your life. The day that stole the breath right out of you...left you bleeding and questioning everything. BUT you wake and it's NOT the first thought. In fact, the memories don't visit for hours...It's a good day. Filled with God's gifts!

Blue skies and snow capped mountains
Warm rays of sunshine poured upon my face
His kiss goodbye
Smoked Butterscotch Lattes
Tumbleweeds prancing across country roads with as much grace as I usually display
The dog didn't puke in the car today...we're making progress

His excitement when the train blew its whistle

Her beaming smile as she flew out the front door from dance

Walking through the door to find that tall one came home early

Tickling her chunky rolls and hearing her laugh and coo
Her smiles as she "talks" to her daddy
Watching her sleep

Cornbread smothered in butter and honey made by this one
Freckled face boy growing into a man

The journey...

Until then...
Jessie

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