(Found some version in draft form- yeah)!
I spent most of the long weekend trying to oust dandelions from my lawn. I know it is a losing battle but it becomes addictive, and every time I turned around I found another patch to attack. I sigh in contentedness that this is my biggest worry. Really? How good is my life when my biggest worry is how to have a nicer healthier lawn?*laughing*.
I keep thinking about those schoolgirls in Nigeria; how unfair it is that anyone should ever have to deal with such horrors. I feel hopeless & so far removed but can’t help but think of those girls & their families and hope/pray/wish that their will be a happy ending to such a nightmare. I continue reminding myself that my life really can’t get much better when I worry about dandelions & laundry.
After washing a bunch of Ivy’s stuffed animals I had to cross my fingers that they’d get enough sunlight on my deck to dry…really? I am truly grateful for living such a blessed life.