There are so many things to be grateful for, it's hard to determine which things I want to share. For today I am grateful for my friends. All of my friends: those from my youth, those from my college years, those in MN, and those here in AZ. Each person has made a profound impact on my life and I feel so blessed to have known so many wonderful people. And I feel so honored to call them my friends. It's amazing to me how much having friends can impact the way a person feels about him/herself, thereby influencing their actions and reactions. Having recently gone through a small period of time without any "real-life" friends around, I truly appreciate those friends who rallied my spirits from afar. (Yes, that is every one of you, my friendly blog buddies.) Just knowing that another person who I share so much with stands beside me and buoys me up during hard times helps me to get through them. I am so very grateful for all my friends.
Today I was sifting through all the clothing and pulling out clothes that were stained and torn, as well as clothing the children had outgrown. There was a huge pile of clothing to sort through, and an ever growing pile of clothes to donate. At one point, I pulled out a pink t-shirt and asked, "Whose is this?" Someone said it was Maryanne's, which couldn't have been true because it was a size 8. It wasn't her color anyway ... So I tossed it in the donate pile. (In hind sight, I now think my mom gave it to Maryanne for Christmas, and she said that she wasn't sure what size to get for Maryanne. Whoops on my part.) That's when Adam exclaimed that he wanted a pink shirt. Other children chimed in with, "It is his color." (Referring to his Dressing Your Truth type.) Adam bolted toward the donate pile and seized the shirt, promptly pulling it over his head and the collared shirt he had on. (Later he removed the collared shirt, after much cajoling from ...
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