I am not drinking enough water anymore. Water is cold and plain and coffee tastes ever so good when the weather is chilly. Nothing is quite so lovely as wrapping a pair of cold hands around a steaming hot cup of coffee, breathing in it's lovely aroma, and sipping that sweet and savory brew. I am quite certain I might be able to survive the warmer months without my beloved French Vanilla (or Irish Creme, or Almond Joy) cappuccino, but giving it up or trading it in for plain cold water during the coldest time of the year? I do not have the will, and besides it's hard to type wearing mittens.
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven, Grammy to five, and tender of a lovely "little garden of flowers."