And I’m going to share it with YOU!
It’s been a wonderful day! But let’s face it, I ain’t no spring chicken anymore! I’m FIFTY-EIGHT years old. I don’t know how that happened. It was so quick to get here! Next thing you know I’ll be stepping up to sixty. But I’m not afraid. The only regret I have is that I didn’t catch my head sooner to enjoy true happiness. Thank God He is merciful! And He has blessed me far beyond what I deserve. Oh my Eternal Father, I thank You so very much for this wonderful life I have!
So. . . I slept late this morning, waking to a cup of coffee delivered by my beloved. I put on a new outfit and my best jewelry. I pranced around like peacock, enjoying myself, secretely smiling on the inside. My brother texted “Happy Birthday sweet pea” to me. And my sister facebooked her love in my direction. My step-son called. My youngest son called. I got about a hundred fb birthday greetings, which I LOVED, by the way. And my little granddaughter came to visit. It was fun, even if she did puke on my new shirt.
My husband treated me to a Bernice’s Po-Boy, Philly-cheese, and onion rings for lunch. Dare I say I ate it all? Hannah treated me to strawberry cheesecake. Should I eat all of it?? My new diet starts tomorrow, do you think I should eat it all??
Then my husband again treated me to a meal at the Mexican Restaurant in Bunkie. Afterwards we came home and ate another slice of cheesecake. Bloat Bloat! I can’t wait till my diet starts tomorrow! I shouldn’t have eaten what was offered, although I must say, I didn’t eat much of the Mexican meal. A little bit here, a little bit there.
I sang a lot today. It was good.
Now I am in my PJs. I feel pleased and happy on the inside. I am so looking forward to the future. The ups and the downs, they are all part of it. I can handle it, you see, because my support comes from on High. And my husband and children love me. My family loves me. I have some very special friends who epitomize the meaning of ‘friend’. And I love them all. Dearly.
I have learned alot this past year. I know now that I must learn to speak more kindly, to judge less, be more patient, love more deeply; these are special graces that require lots of fasting and prayer! (If you know me personally, you should understand how hard this is for me!)
Oh, I am so excited for tomorrow to get here! What shall I do? Take voice lessons? Learn to play the piano? Find some way to be Jesus to someone who needs to know Him? Yes.
Nan Tubre Writes . . . 