Sunrise, Sunset, the Colors of Life

I love when the sun is rising and just kisses the tops of the trees around my condo! God’s promise and His smile shining through the darkness. A new day has dawned, a new gift for which to give thanks.

Last week I said goodbye to another son, a son of my heart. He was a teenager when he came into my life, the best friend of one of my bonus sons. The loss of his earthly presence is deeply felt. Death is so painful and I long for the day when there will be no more death. My heart is sad for his mother, for no parent should have to go through the pain of their child’s death. As you read this, if you are led, please lift her in prayer for healing and peace.

Most of my time this week was spent working on the biographical book. The first chapter is in rough draft form…very rough! I pulled out a scrapbook I started seven years ago with pictures from my growing up years. I’ve been thinking about removing the pictures and making copies so I can make one for each of my daughters. I’m not sure how well the pictures will fit into the book. I will need to do some research on how to import them. I’m happy to be working on this winter project. Each of our lives are filled with different colors depending on how we view life.

I had a fun time yesterday after church. My daughters treated me to lunch at our favorite Mexican restaurant in celebration of my upcoming birthday.

As for hobbies, I colored two pictures and finished a puzzle. I also read two books and I’ve started a third. The television was rarely in use.

This coming week, I’m looking forward to my bonus granddaughter’s wedding, overnight visits with my grandson and his girlfriend, and my youngest daughter singing in church. I will also age another year on Sunday. God willing, I will turn 78. Each day is a gift for which I’m thankful. Lifting my cup of tea with a wish that everyone reading this will be blessed with good health and prosperity. Until next time…