No matter what the day brings, deep down I know it really is a good day because I have the man of my dreams, a kitty who loves me, a roof over my head and I live in paradise.

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"Never mistake activity for achievement." - John Wooden


I really wasn't ready to get up at 7 a.m. I grumbled and moaned. Bailey was happy though since I went ahead and fed him and gave him fresh water. One must make one's fur child happy.

With that I went back to bed. I pulled the covers up and snuggled in. Alas, I was awake. Drats! I really would like to stay home but it is Sunday. It is Easter Sunday.

I am making an attempt to be present in the new church of my choice St. Peter's by the Sea, if only on Sundays. I wouldn't mind going to the Wednesday service at 9:30 a.m. but this is when I am doing the Wednesday food bank. So, Sunday it is.

Yuppers, I am awake now. I get up and get dressed. Because I had given a ride to a friend on Friday, she shared the wealth and passed me a few dollars for gas. I told her I didn't need that since she doesn't live far from me. But no, she wanted to do it and so I said yes.

If we're frugal, we should be able to make it to my pay day to put more gas in the tank. I sure hate these gasoline prices. Where I live, it is $4.39 a gallon.

Anyway, I made it early to church to where I had a few minutes to say my prayers of thanksgiving on getting myself to the church on time (lol, a little cliche there). I was pleasantly surprised when others there greeted me by name. I, unapologetically, asked for names again. I'm not good when I meet many new people at the same time. I don't have time to make word associations to keep the name at the front of my memory.

The service was good. The good Reverend greeted me with a hug. It is a good way to begin the day.

Back home, I took some more quiet time in meditation.

I feel very peaceful right now and I want it to stay that way.

mz. em

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