Dinner with my darlin'

I've realized several times in the past few very busy weeks that there are amazing blessings in my life. I am healthy, I have more wonderful friends than I can ever see on a regular basis. There is a roof over my head and clothes (some of them quite nice) on my back and food in my tummy. God gave me talents and I get to use them. I affect lives by what I do at both my full time job at the seminary and the part time gig at the church. People sing my songs and tell me they love them. My libido hasn't gone through its midlife crisis yet. I still have one of my parents and we talk every day. My siblings are thriving. Life is good. Yes, I am busier than I would pick, but everything is getting done and there seems to be more and more joy in my day.

I'm making a list of some things I want to when I turn fifty (or even before). Silly things. Important things. Wonderful things. I'll be sharing some of them with you in the months ahead.

These are things I've been thinking about today because I had a wonderful, deep, heartfelt dinner last night with my adored Abigail. We were enumerating the good things in our lives and had to agree that, while there are always stumbles, life is pretty damed good.

I adore you, Miss Taylor. Everything is going to be wonderful...