Everyone was gone to work or school, again, when I surprised the cats and dog by making my presence known. I spent most of the morning puttering in the kitchen and, since it was a cold, rainy day, rummaged through Jenn's pantry for ingredients to make soup to simmer in the crockpot. There was time, too, to make significant progress on my crochet project--a little outfit for soon-to-be Matthew Robert.
Later, it was nice to mingle with my "other church family"--which is how I refer to friends at Hope Mills UM Church to the folks back home. First, during the weekly Wednesday meal. Then, at handbell rehearsal, where my mind wandered back to what seems like such a short time ago when Ian was a baby in the nursery there; and now, there he is, a teen-ager, ringing handbells! After that, what a nice warm and friendly surprise to have the choir sing Happy Birthday!
It was wise, I think, to be away from home on this particular birthday that, for me, holds some unsettling significance. I have neither the desire nor the emotional energy to elaborate on that at this time. For now, it is enough to say this has been a good day and God is most certainly good!
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