Sunday Gratitude – 18.VI.2023 – Who Knows Where the Time Goes?

I really was just about to sit down and write this last night when my one cousin called. Normally, we end up talking for about half and hour, but this time, we were on the phone for over two hours, by which time it was way past midnight. Please forgive me for my tardiness once again! I’m terrible at calling her myself, so I’m grateful that she’s kind enough to want to call me.

I’m grateful for the people at church, and our little knot of the English-speakers left there.

As much as I miss them when they’re gone, I’m grateful to have gotten three quiet nights this weekend.

I’m thankful to have been able to get the grass mowed. The neighbor has been kind enough to help me out a lot, but I don’t want him thinking I’m taking advantage of him either.

I’m thankful that I think I’m slowly digging out of getting bills and paperwork straight but without a ton of penalties and such. Technically grace, I suppose, an maybe that’s a legal term here as well.

The house stuff has been really discouraging, but even so, I’m grateful that I’ve been able to take care of what needs to be done, even if sometimes slowly.

I’m grateful to the Chicago friends who came up to help with getting things in order in the house. Yes, we only managed a little, but it’s a lot more than what I would have gotten done in the same time alone.

I’m thankful for little notes of encouragement along the way. (I think I also have my first paid subscription on Substack, which I am incredibly humbled by.)

Speaking of Substack, I know I shared this in my Saturday on Substack post, but I saw it and laughed so hard I nearly fell over laughing. I’m grateful for being able to laugh like that, and to the people who are so incredibly creative and talented with such things

As always, I’m grateful for each one of you, and hope things are well in your lives.

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