Church was nice, yesterday. Flowers and grass cloaked the world in pastels, the choir did a masterful job, and the hand bell chorus stayed in perfect time.
Then, we came home. I checked my email and found two rather negative messages there, one a rejection from the agent I had most wanted to work with, the other from a recruiter I wanted to network with. The agent's reply I took in stride and even found some brightness in. The recruiter's email was a different story. It made me rethink this email networking. There's just no substitute for good old fashioned, face to face communication, is there?
Then, our newfangled phone system went on the blink and my hubby spent hours fixing it. So, we couldn't go on the boat ride we'd planned.
To top it all off, my husband trotted down to the lower deck, steaks in hand, only to find the grill out of propane. Supper was not on time.
While writing this, I've realized yesterday wasn't so bad. We have so much: computers, a fancy phone system, a boat docked at the end of the lawn, a barbecue grill, each other, a church family as well as a regular family, a sweet dog, wild birds that feed outside our breakfast room window, fish in the lake and the pond, steaks to barbecue. The list goes on and on. Little glitches are just that--tiny bumps in a long road. We could be living in Haiti,surrounded by the rubble of our home and without basic necessities.
Today, I'm not going to let the bumps overshadow the beauty of the journey. It's all good!
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