I'm thankful for common graces turned extraordinary
Like
Collies
Coffee
Pajama days
Rainy days and warm blankets
Pumpkin spice candles
White Christmas lights
Music that feeds my soul
Autumn
The way the trees on our street turn red and yellow and orange and purple
Journals
Hosea 2:14 and Psalm 145
Game nights that last till one in the morning
Swing dancing
Friends
Friends that call just because they miss you
Friends that tell you to come to swing dancing even though you don’t know what you’re doing
Surprise visits from friends that live on the other side of the country
Spur of the moment hikes with my brother
The way my Dad understands me
Long morning talks with Mom
The steadfast love God has for me. I can’t understand it.