I want to focus down to small 🎁 gifts.
What do I love? I’m aware that the world is often dark and full of sadness. I choose to listen for the echoes of a far off, original fair sunlit creation regularly.
I am grateful that God is wise and great-hearted and kind and funny and twinkly(look at the platypus)
Because what would anyone do about it if He were a jerk?? Grateful.
I love how twitterpated my dogs get whenever they pass a girl dog in the spring.
I love 💚 old Walt Disney cartoons. (Pre-returntowitchmountain)
I love pickles. And how they get all funny and warty looking after being soaked in the brine. Little ones that keep their crunch.
I love those sixties girl groups and early Beatles.
I love the feeling that you get at the end of a fairy tale. A sort of longing. I call it our longing for our Home. May we nourish and feed it.
I love whiskers on a kind grandpa or dog or horse’s face. I love getting close enough to be prickled by them.
I love pumpkins, apples or nuts
I love sunlight shining through a crack in something
I love smile wrinkles and stretch marks…badges of honor and bravery and love.
I love pantyhose. With control tops. Yeah.
I love polka dots