My sweet girl turns 20 on Monday. 20!!!! With no classes on Friday and her last class on Thursday ending at 1:30, she was able to be home last night in time for the two of us to enjoy some good gab time. We sat at Atlanta Bread Company, me with breakfast for dinner and her sipping a cup of hot tea, for a good two hours. Then once home, I sat in her bedroom for another hour chatting away. She's at breakfast with her grandparents, Grandie and Poppy, this morning and then going to get her nails done with Grandie. I'm meeting up with her to go shopping for some items she needs for her Spring Break mission trip to New York. She leaves Saturday evening since she teaches Sunday School back in Statesboro, so I'm gonna enjoy every waking hour just soaking in her 20-year-old loveliness.
"Our house was not unsentient matter — it had a heart and a soul, and eyes to see with; and approvals and solicitudes and deep sympathies; it was of us, and we were in its confidence and lived in its grace and in the peace of its benedictions. We never came home from an absence that its face did not light up and speak out in eloquent welcome — and we could not enter it unmoved."- Samuel Clemens
I am probably the most content person you'd ever want to meet. I have a decent job working with people I like, a loving family including a swell Old English Sheepdog, a home where nesting and curling up on slipcovered sofas is required, and a life rich in creative crafting and daydreaming. I someday want a cottage at the beach where my grandchildren can bring sandy feet into the house, wet bathing suits can dry on the front porch and everything we need to get to is a bicycle ride away.