But . . . life is full of unexpected interruptions.
My husband has been in the hospital since yesterday morning.
I won't be able to blog comment, because my mind is scattered like a million leaves.
Speaking of which, I saw this little bit of beauty outside the hospital yesterday:
It felt like the words I couldn't seem to say, an answer to prayer, and a small reminder of how precious each moment is all at once . . . and that still isn't capturing the moment right.
And, when I got an e-mail that said one of my stories has been published at a non-paying site this morning, I didn't even want to post a link. I still don't. I love to write, but there are moments when whether or not I'm published . . . that part doesn't matter.
What matters is taking a moment to love those we love best, to drink in the beauty around us, to praise God for each breath.