I'm getting ready to go offline for the summer. At the end of a school year, through which I was ill much of the time and if not I, my children, has left my house in a terrible state. I haven't spent any time in the garden. I was walking through it tonight and noticed I've lost my Sweet Million tomato plants. It's sad, but I don't really care, I just can't do everything. This has to go, too, so I can focus on the renovations, the cleaning and the painting. I feel like I'm nesting, the same way I did during my pregnancies.

I keep waking up to the realization that this is the happiest time of my life. I went to write, "despite..." but see, that's what I keep waking up from. Life continues. It's not perfect, nor is it easy. It is, however, abundant and full, ever flowing, not stopping. Yes, there's too much to do, yes, there is not enough energy, yes, it can be chaotic, but I keep waking up from all that to the beauty and grace I experience in God each day.

Thank-You, Father, for:

901. wind, waves, rocks, dark water, dark clouds, sun breaks through
902. that I was there to share in the joy of accomplishment with a loved one
903. help from my son cleaning my kitchen
904. that I was there to share in the sorrow of my friend
905. the hope for tomorrow
906. that I was there to witness the fun my children had
907. a new friend
908. bike rides in the mornings
909. blogs at night
910. grace