Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Morning Gift

I am bustling around this morning, getting ready to go to work. Here are some of the thoughts I had roaming through my head...

  I wish I'd had something ready for the crockpot for supper tonight.

  Why am I curling my hair when the wind is still at hurricane strength.

  I wish the little office where I'll be spending my days now had a window.

  Why is my mascara so clumpy?

Then, I dashed toward the kitchen to prepare my piece of peanut butter toast for breakfast and I glanced out to see this...

That other stuff just didn't matter anymore.
I'd just received a beautiful gift.

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