Where will this go today . . .

Some days I just feel like I need to put something here, on this blog o' mine. Not sure why, nor do I ever know what will come out. I'm at work (obviously working hard) listening to a mother read something like the Dear Abby letter to her daughter. hmmm.

I wore black pants to support those against a holiday such as today, devoted to the romantic love between a woman and man (which as you are aware, I do not currently possess in my life). However, I also wore a red sweater in support of a holiday that God has given me to remember how much he loves me and to remember all the amazing people he's put into my life that I love and that love me (sometimes not at the same time). Sometimes life sucks. Sometimes all I want is to be married and wake up next to a godly man who adores me that I adore right back. Sometimes I want someone else to do the dishes and rub my back, but then, my married friends are quick to remind me that spouse don't necessarily do those things.

Then, for some reason, today, the day of love I find myself in one of the best frames of mind about my life that I have been in quite awhile.

I spent the weekend with dear friends who love me and I love right back. They shared their lives with me as we adventured to the SW corner of the state to the home of one. His family welcomed us in as their own. A new young friend was along and her joy and enthusiasm for life and what God is doing was contagious and I have been blessed by having her in my life. What a joy!

I'm suddenly reminded of a quote from that Harry Connick, Jr and Sandra Bullock movie, Hope Floats. "My cup runneth over."

Thanks, God, for the reminder and for allowing my cup to runneth over.

Thank you to each of you who are a part of what makes my cup runneth over. May you be joyfully and abundantly blessed.