Have a nice day

This is the last pattern I'm going to 

get for a while.  I mean it.  At least

I think I mean it.  There's just

so many pretty ones.

It's such pretty script.  You know

they aren't going to be teaching

that to kids anymore?  I think they

need to at least know how to sign

their names in cursive.  It's a lost

art now that the computer is here

and everything is printed.  I'm not 

against printing, but it's nice to 

have the skill of cursive, I think.  

Even if you can't read it and I 

know some people who have

writing so terrible you couldn't 

even read it printed!  

 

Little Heath will be a year old

this Christmas eve.  Isn't he just

a doll?  I look back at Christmas

Eve from last year and realize that

this year is going to be very, very

different.  But in a good way, I think.

Last year was good as well, but

friends have gone from my life

during the year and that's sad.

God removed them for a reason

and I think I know what that reason

was.  But as my sister says, God

rarely has just one reason for doing

something in our lives.  I have to

remember that all things work together

for good to those who love God.  He

knows what is best for me and this

time he dragged me kicking and

screaming from the friendship.

He knows what is best.

He knows what is best.

I need to accept that and trust

that His plan is better than mine.

 Sometimes I wake up and

kind of go over the plans for the

day in prayer and then I always

say, "these are MY plans".  My

plans may be changed by something

He feels is more important and I

always need to be open to that.

 

I'm going to miss going to class

tonight.  What will I do with

myself tonight?!

Happy Monday!