This was the sunrise this morning, a promise that He makes all things new.

I am grateful for the ability to swallow pills, because it IS a skill not everyone possesses.

I am grateful for sweat in 25 degrees and a hot shower afterwards with a warm towel, compliments of Sam I Am.

I am grateful for a boss friend who gifted me with base layer pants that I didn’t even know had been invented, long wool socks, and a thick neck warmer, all layers THAT MAKE ME SWEAT IN 25 DEGREES.

I am grateful for brooms and vacuums. I have this thing about cleaning.

On that note, I am grateful I just have a THING about cleaning. A former neighbor, many years ago, had an unhealthy thing about cleaning and VACUUMED HIS HOME EVERY SINGLE DAY OF THE WEEK. That’s a regular appointment with a therapist if you ask me.

I am grateful for leftovers when leftovers are actually good.

I am grateful for leftover containers with lids.

I am grateful for laughter. It is better than swallowing pills, and I’ve heard does just as much good.

I am grateful for evenings on a couch in front of the fire, watching game shows, or ballgames, or news, or a movie, or Bull – with Sam by my side, and cats in the vicinity to interrupt and entertain.

I am grateful for exhaustion at the end of a long week – this week, it means life was lived to the FULLEST.

Ah, the sunset…a gift that welcomes the beginning of a weekend full of promise and possibility.

…so are the days of our lives.