Loving Life

This morning I took my time and it was beautiful. Even though someone left a present for me in the bathroom that didn't flush, that made a mess, I took my time and it was beautiful. I cooked up some New England Grapefruit, made myself a "Linnea" cappuccino with my fair trade organic coffee and I sat down and enjoyed every moment even when someone left an empty milk carton in the refrigerator and I found food left out all night. Of course, I was a little late, 5 minutes to be exact, but it was ok because they hadn't even started the powerpoint yet. I don't know, I just love life a lot. I love that my future isn't certain because I know I would probably just get bored and discontent. I love that I'm constantly faced with challenges even though I fail most of them the first time. This weekend I organized and threw out a ton of useless stuff. It was beautiful. It was freeing. I finished a project that I've been working on for a couple years and every time I see it I'm just happy that I've created something I'm so proud to give. (Ashley when will I see you next!?!) This morning on MPR they played the most beautiful waltz which has just stuck with me. All morning I've felt like waltzing around. The spirit surrounds me, flowing about like the swoosh of a long dress constantly reminding me that there is no failure permanent when God is with me. This is beautiful. Thanks God.