What is a week-end?

It was a fast and furious trip to KCMO, but well worth it. Being in the same space as Chris and Cindy, getting to lay on the bed and talk, feast my eyes on their selves, their perfect house, their new neighborhood and favorite places…it’s was healing.

I’ve more to write, but am pressed for time. I’ve got to get some reading done before class today and found out this morning that I’ll also get to feast my eyes on my cousins and perhaps some family at the end of this week. It’s under sad circumstances that they are all merging from California, Austin, Brooklyn…2012 is a bitch. Maybe the Mayans knew something afterall…

So today on the list is clean the house, return some calls about the stupid insurance, pay some bills, (good Lord, it’s mortgage time already) make deposits in the bank, get some groceries. I was so excited for a poached egg this morning. . . flop. nada. Tonight I get a meal with Audra and Joe. Thankful for that. I can’t wait to get all the details of being a restaurant owner and just to see them. SEE them.

I’m getting a treadmill this Friday! A friend of Trisha’s is giving me the one he’s had and replaced with an elipitical. I’m so excited. I’m down 2.6 for the week, and as amazed as I am by that, I know I could do better if I was moving my body. Health. I will never take it for granted again.

I am thankful. Thankful for one more day to have a list of things to do.

I’m thankful for each one of you that send me an email or a text this weekend, I was afraid I was going to be a slobbering hot mess, but Cindy and Chris can attest, we had none of that. We laughed. We talked. We learned some things, and mostly we just coveted each other. I told them about each one of you, sending your love, sending your strength. Some of you they knew…some they knew in name only through me. But each one…we felt the love. We felt the strength.

It was an amazing grace.

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