Today was a splendid day. This is how it went:
* Wake up. Eat breakfast. Go back to sleep.
* Trip to post office & library.
* Coffee/smoothie get together w/ my fbwf girls.
* Getting fuel, milk and cleaing products
* Using named cleaning products to clean kitchen.
* Hanging out @ Chins and the rest of the Mildenhall Crossfitters - watching the Crossfit Games live going on in Cali right now. I will say one thing about hanging out with this crew: I love the healthy food that is everpresent ;)
*Skypeing w/ Philip
* Made dinner of roasted parsnips & carrots w/ mustard + garlic marinated chicken
* sitting on the sofa sharing the mundane goings on of my life to YOU while I'm enjoying the drama of season three of "Brothers & Sisters"
I should head to bed sooner than later as I need to be at church for praise & worship runthrough at 8:30.
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Choose Joy.
I've always been told that my name suits me well. Joy does not equate happiness. Happiness waxes and wanes with circumstances but joy is a trait, a decision. It is my challenge to live up to this - to be a thermostat of contentment, not a thermometer of others' reactions.
I've lived at more addresses than I can count. In Minnesota. In Colorado. In England. In Virginia. In New Jersey. In Virginia again. An address doesn't make a home.
I've stepped into and out of many roles in my life. Daughter. Sister. Student. Friend. Student. Wife. Military Spouse. Student. Student. Researcher. Psychologist. Supervisor. A role doesn't define a person.
Our journey has been a winding road. One paved by uncertainty, sacrifice, pain, hope, disappointment, gratitude, goodbyes, tears, heartache, loss, faith, victory, and celebration. I am humbled beyond words to have walked this road alongside of the precious people who have become a part of our story. The people who have walked with us through choking difficulty and immense joy.
This story exists because of the Author and Perfecter of our faith. It is my humble prayer that the chronicle of our days speaks most loudly to the Reason we live and love the way that we do.
I've lived at more addresses than I can count. In Minnesota. In Colorado. In England. In Virginia. In New Jersey. In Virginia again. An address doesn't make a home.
I've stepped into and out of many roles in my life. Daughter. Sister. Student. Friend. Student. Wife. Military Spouse. Student. Student. Researcher. Psychologist. Supervisor. A role doesn't define a person.
Our journey has been a winding road. One paved by uncertainty, sacrifice, pain, hope, disappointment, gratitude, goodbyes, tears, heartache, loss, faith, victory, and celebration. I am humbled beyond words to have walked this road alongside of the precious people who have become a part of our story. The people who have walked with us through choking difficulty and immense joy.
This story exists because of the Author and Perfecter of our faith. It is my humble prayer that the chronicle of our days speaks most loudly to the Reason we live and love the way that we do.
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1 comment:
Dad and I laughed out loud at the first item of the day. Wake up, eat breakfast (was it soggy Wheaties with the bowl almost running over?), go back to bed. That would be your definition of a splendid day, right there.
Glad you enjoyed the day. I guess it's a good thing when buying and using cleaning supplies makes the list for a splendid day.
Love you lots....
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