I'm grateful for running. I'm not particularly talented at it, but I enjoy it and can some how manage to stick to it enough to finish a half-marathon.
I'm grateful for the women in my life. I spent the weekend with my mom, SIL, aunt and Offspring. Just the girls. It was the first event of it's kind, but certainly not the last.
I'm grateful for Phil, who by default had a "boys weekend" here at home. He handled it with grace and a fair amount of sugar. I'm grateful he's willing and capable to handle things for me while I take a brief exit from reality.
I'm grateful for thoughtful church talks. I normally subscribe to the "church meetings are optional while traveling" school of thought, but we went to a sacrament meeting in Santa Barbara today that was very thoughtful motivating.
I'm grateful for beaches. I love the ocean and am glad we live relatively close to one.
I'm grateful for being home. Because really, there's no place like it.
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Beautifully said.
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