Dear Jon, just wanted to reassure you that all is well and normal in our little world. Juno is sleeping in the most bizarre position possible, Justus is sprawled out on his bed, and Roxy (with her laser beam eyes) is in her usual spot. Paris is sleeping on our bed, and I am on the computer. Nothing ever changes apparently! You are missing nothing here, so keep throwing yourself into each day there! We’ll keep.
Dear Jody, thanks for lunch and a great afternoon. What on earth am I going to do when you aren’t my neighbour?! Honestly the thing that makes me most sad about moving is not being able to meet at the corner for a walk, or rescue each other from a rotten day on such short notice!
Dear Jr High Small Group Girls, what a lot of bunny trails and inspirational stories tonight! It takes mental gymnastics to follow the way your minds work and how stories and thoughts are connected, you are either going to keep my mind young or push me over the edge one of these nights. Either way, the ride is delightful and you girls are the sweetest and most genuine creatures ever.
Dear Rogers, you are ridiculous. When I called 2 weeks ago to cancel our internet for our move you told me it was too far in advance to cancel. But then you said I did need to give at least a months notice or I would be charged for it. By at least you meant, 30 exact days. No more, no less. But when I called today (at 30 exact days), you suddenly didn’t want to let me cancel because I wasn’t Jon. Any other change, no worries! I could add services and contracts to my heart’s content! But heaven forbid I cancel one… how did you like my second call where i impersonated my husband? (by impersonate I mean I spoke the same way as always, just called myself Jon. Tough system you got there.)
Dear Dana, thank you for listening.
Dear Holy Spirit, thank you for prompting.
Dear Me, what a powerful reminder that God DOES daily lift us up.
I, I love you like a love song, baby
And I keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat
Thanks for getting that stuck in my head!