I am grateful to have talked to Anissa for a few minutes this afternoon. I am so anxious to hold her this weekend.

I am grateful for each one of my Bingo moms. It has been quite a year getting to know them on Tuesday nights, and I wouldn’t trade that time for anything except more time with my own Mom.

I am grateful for Grace, one of the choir students from church, who came to Bingo last night and volunteered her time to help and play the game with the group. She is a sweetheart, and it warms my heart that a 16-year-old would sacrifice a school night to do this. There IS hope for the future.

I am grateful for Sam and his willingness to bend.

I am grateful for indoor plumbing and a restroom that is close by, now that I drink a gallon of water a day. I’m a little nervous about the choir trip and being on the bus for many hours at a time. This is not going to be easy or comfortable.

I am grateful for blooming red tulips, purple creeping phlox, and deep purple pansies that make Woody the Deer even better looking in the front yard.

I am grateful that the Holy Spirit has worked in me to forgive beyond what I could be capable of on my own.

And I am grateful for air conditioning in a hot car.

That’s all.