It’s the little things that keep me going.
v Being able to sew all weekend long.
v My sweet husband’s hug when I get home from work.
v KC inviting us to dinner.
v Hearing about my goddaughter’s teenage life.
v Making 2 fresh cookies each and enjoying them with my sweet husband while we listen to the rain.
v Being able to tell my godchildren that I love them.
v The adorable innocence and grin of a 6-year-old boy as he replies, “I love you more.”
…may there be mercy and lots of little things.