Year Two, Day 160: After the Storm

This morning in church we prayed in thanksgiving for the passing of the storm and for those who were affected.

And I offered up my own personal prayer to God for helping guide me through my own emotional storm.

I need to remember to just be grateful. You know, look at that old cup as half full rather than half empty.

I have so many wonderful people in my life. I've had so many rich experienced. And I am blessed in so many ways.

I leaped over buildings in single bounds raising two kids on my own, I overcame depression, anxiety and low self esteem. These still come back to haunt me, but I am a fighter.

I have my musical gifts. Which I tend to take for granted.

I may not have a life partner, but I have my freedom. And now I have several wonderful male friends in my life.

Just today, for example. I rode H's bus in to church. The sexual tension and weirdness I initially felt from him has greatly subsided. I am happy for this now. It feels like it could be a good platonic friendship. He texted me while I was in church, asking about my plans for lunch. I texted him back on the break that I was very hungry and would have to go home to make lunch in order to stick to my budget.

He promptly texted back a picture of turkey sandwiches on whole wheat bread!

And on a side note, there was a humorous part of the church service today when the pastor lost a bible passage. He told us what book it was in and the subject, but could not locate the verse. Amazingly, I located it right away and blurted it out.

He told me my "reward would be great in heaven".

To which I quietly (so I thought!) replied, "I sure hope it's chocolate!"

The whole congregation cracked up. They were still laughing after the service.

My spirits soared. I do like to make people happy!

And on the bus later, parked under the I-205 freeway, H handed me a Kit-Kat as a treat after our sandwich.

I told him about my chocolate remark in church.

After which he proceeded to talk for about 20 minutes non stop on his questions about the after life.

He is a lot deeper than I thought!

And life goes on....

Happy Sunday! :)

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