Count it all joy. I love those words from the apostle Paul. This weekend, joy looked like:
Mom's face when Joel walked into the kitchen on Thursday. Our family--I repeat OUR FAMILY--kept a secret (amazing!), and Mom was overwhelmed. Thank you, Joel, for flying in from Phoenix and making us all very happy!
Hanging out with my sister Em and her family--love you all!
Having Ben around, learning new board games, critiquing old episodes of "Parks and Recreation", admitting, finally, that Leslie Nope DOES act like an 8 year old (but I will still like her) and laughing, laughing, laughing together. . .
Hearing from Maria that her Texas Thanksgiving was wonderful, filled with hiking, good food and the warmth of new friends. . .
And finally, introducing Allie to his first U.S. Thanksgiving feast and telling him about the leftover meal that would follow just 3 hours later. . ."You're kidding, right?" "No, I am not."
All joy.
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