Sunday, November 15, 2015

day 254

3 Gifts of Sunday

1. The man voices chatting about their Fantasy Football teams from the kitchen.

2. Her things trailed throughout the house. I'm trying to not let it bother me. One day her things won't be here. I have awhile but times passes faster than you think. Savor. Give thanks. Be patient.

3. The smell of cinnamon.

The shadows and light never get old. 

I'm coaching the JR High Girls basketball team this season. I think I'm a little crazy but having fun with some sweet and hard working young ladies. Lia is playing. I am coaching. 

He was here. I love him so.

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