Beautiful lyrics, and an appropriate start for my new series of (almost) daily posts about my last thought last evening and my first thought the morning that followed. Disclaimer: I reserve the right to give you my second thought, should I not be able to admit my first thought – but I’ll let you know. 🙂
After viewing all of the photos on Facebook that people have posted of their moms in honor of Mother’s Day, and nightly praying about my dad’s cancer, I thought about how thankful I am that my parents are still living. That is not the case with most of my friends, and they often tell me not to take simple things for granted, like the ability to pick up the phone and call just to hear the sound of their voice.
As I prepare to leave for the Oklahoma Writers Federation “Write Now” Conference, my mind was full of all the things I have to do today: print a synopsis, don’t forget the camera, be sure to email confirmations, buy dog food and cat food, oh, and don’t forget to pack my fancy purse . . . blah, blah, blah. I looked at the clock. Oh heck, I figured. I could afford to sleep another half an hour.
Then, I heard Jubie whining from her crate downstairs . . .