One Thousand Gifts…and counting

I began counting my gifts last year. It wasn’t as easy as it should have been and I stopped counting at 27.

Then, the book came out.

I bought it and I have begun my list again. This time I feel ready for the change. My heart is open and yearning to be changed. Is yours?

—27—

Crisply ironed sheets

—28—

a warm towel fresh out of the dryer

—29—

the weight of a baby sleeping on your chest

—30—

the smell of a new book

—31—

the smell of new shoes

—32—

The sound of bible pages turning as Big Daddy reads beside me at night

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