Life is nothing but a collection of todays.

This was in my devotions from Dad this morning. I love that phrase.  It spoke of living for today, doing good today, plan the next moment instead of the next year. Because if you spend your time focused on the plan for the future, you miss the todays…

At Bingo last night, I was informed that Hospice has been called in for Katherine.  She is nearing her last today, and she will no longer sit at the Bingo table and choose the next game as B’s and O’s. She will no longer sit at the Bingo table and help Barb when confusion sets in. She will no longer sit at the Bingo table and gush about the Bingo prizes I brought or rip open the bag of snacks to munch on while she plays. Katherine has touched my life each Tuesday for a year and a half, and I cannot move her from my mind as I work at my desk. I cannot wait to go and see her again before she leaves. I mustn’t miss the today.

I am grateful for snow falling slow and beautiful.

I am grateful for sweaters.

I am grateful that my daughter texts me with updates.

I am grateful for a soft slice of bread, a warm roll with honey butter, garlic breadsticks dripping with butter. Mmmmm, Fazoli’s.

I am grateful for the K-State Extension Office and their solution for neutralizing skunk perfume. Gotta love the purple.

I am grateful for the artwork in the sky on a crisp night with a full moon and brilliant stars. It’s a gift often overlooked.

I am grateful for new notepads and new notebooks and the feeling of fresh they give.

I am grateful for pigs-in-a-blanket days.

I am grateful for eye glasses clean, for purse de-cluttered, for magazines purged, for trash cans empty.

I am grateful for a maintenance supervisor and his plunger who is so patient and kind when he has to come and fix the slow drain in the kitchen here at work because professionals don’t know how to scrape food into a trash can and put nastiness down the drain without a disposal.

I am grateful for a disposal at home.

I am grateful for kosher salt that crunches.

I am grateful for Vacation Bible School slick and shiny workbooks that smelled so good.

I was grateful for my guarded tongue when Mr. McJerkface said something unkind to me. Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable to you, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer…

I am grateful for Eudora, my phone friend from New Jersey.

I am grateful for green olives irresistible.

I am grateful for the revelation from my pastor about how to say this phrase in the Lord’s prayer:  And lead us, (pause), NOT into temptation, but deliver us from evil…

I am grateful that the evening is not scheduled except for a basketball game on TV.

I am grateful for memories of my students singing “Step by step You lead me, and I will follow You all of my days.”

So, I am grateful for this today, to be added to my collection.