serendipity

I distinctly remember the night that my friends Sally and Marti explained the meaning of those fireworks on the bridge to Arkansas.  It was a random moment of joy as we traveled to an aerobics workshop.  Marti was our instructor here in Dyersburg for dance aerobics which was always to upbeat music.  We taught the DSCC phys ed class for a bit and those teenagers were NOT excited with the musical selections!  Whatever.  You got your credit.

I have been known to stalk writers that I admire and Chuck Sigars was one of them.  His wife Julie is a Presbyterian minister and I happened upon her Wedneday mid-day devotional online.  It was a gift from my God because I started the day with a lot of anxiety and worry.  It's hard to put that stuff down without spiritual help. Lauren and I are establishing a morning routine of worship music and coffee which is nice.  We listened yesterday to a video that my friend Chuck * notSigars introduced me to several years ago.  God Only Knows spoke to me in a way many other praise songs do not. 

I haven't had the trauma that many experienced.  My family was middle class and not poor.  I have many memories here on the farm that still surround me.  I am ready for the snow because, what ya' gonna' do?  It is what it is.  There is something quite comforting about having no choice but to chill.  Watch it snow while you watch a movie.  So far the Roku stick plus Netflix keeps us amused.  Netflix is my one guilty pleasure.  Well, there are others too!

the birds around here are going nuts trying to figure out the weather.  I look to them for advice.  We have some snacks for them when the snow gets thick.  Old bread, crackers and whatnot.  If I feel froggy, we'll build a snowman.  Y'all should too!  At least make some snowcream ^j^