he is sick yet again.
not only does the ever-present threat of having to take him to the hospital
nearly make me sick, the gigantic possum i saw lurching around in our front yard
at 3:53 this morning also does the trick.
but, God is so good.
He really, really is.
not only did our pediatrician think we did not have to head to the hospital,
i somehow escaped a much deserved parking ticket.
to top off our day, Valentine has died.
i am much more devastated than i ever though i’d be.
and i’m being totally serious.
he was a part of our family for fourteen months.
he ate every meal with us.
D is sad.
K thinks we should get a new fish at the fish store.
i’m not sure if we are going to get a replacement or what.
what i do know is that we are going to bury him in our backyard tomorrow.
from all of the excitement this morning, i was utterly zonked by this afternoon.
i was so close to getting a nap, i could almost taste it.
but then, yep… you guessed it.
L woke up.
i did not accomplish much of anything today.
and you know what?
it felt great.
i have been a multi-tasker my entire life.
you probably wouldn’t even notice me getting more than one thing done at a time.
i’m that good.
but today, it dawned on me.
i finally got it.
i need to practice the art of doing just one thing at a time.
i still have the words running through my head
that my sweet friend Jill used in her comment:
“I love how living in the moment means appreciating everything that is prohibiting us from our ‘To Do’ list. Tough for us planners. But so worth it.”
yep, she’s right.
it is so worth it.
and make music to your name, O Most High,
to proclaim your love in the morning
and your faithfulness at night,
to the music of the ten-stringed lyre
and the melody of the harp.
For you make me glad by your deeds, O LORD;
I sing for joy at the works of your hands.
How great are your works, O LORD,
how profound your thoughts!”