And so began a simple October….

Outside my window… it’s actually “outside my screened in porch”… it’s dark and absolutely NO HUMIDITY, I think I am not in Alabama anymore.
I am thinking… it’s Saturday.  Therefore, I do not think.
I am thankful for… a gracious God who gives us this promise from Ephesians 2:10, “For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.”
From the kitchen… tonight I took publix chicken breasts and cut it up strips.  Threw it in a skillet with butter and kosher salt.  Added diced onion, peppers and tomato.  Then I got real clever and cooked up some gluten free pasta and added pizza sauce on top of the chicken and let it simmer down.  Voila!  Dinner was served.
I am wearing… my Auburn alumni t-shirt.  Proudly.
I am creating… finally have some direction in the creative area.  Will let ya know but it prolly deserves it’s own special post.
I am going… to church tomorrow.
I am reading… “Tracks of a Fellow Struggler” by John Claypool.  Long story, but I was given this book years ago and tossed it aside.  Can’t find it.  In the course of some conversation I was given this book on Wednesday at my GriefShare group. To quote John Claypool, “No one can live on this earth very long without being initiated into the fraternity of the bereaved.” This book serves as companionship for those of us on the journey of grief, especially when one of your own flesh and blood is taken and there are so many questions and not so many answers.
I am hoping… Starlight, starbright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight. I hope it comes true.
I am hearing… we live rather close to the interstate. I hear cars. Sometimes I trick myself into thinking it’s the ocean.
Around the house… Alabama is whooping up on Florida. Yay Bama.
One of my favorite things… the two days of Autumn we have here in Alabama.
A few plans for the rest of the week: Moving on. Moving ahead. Moving past. “Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming….”

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