thursday

I dropped Boyd off at school this morning,

ran home for a few minutes,

then made my way downtown, to hand out some food/drinks and socks.
{thanks again to my sweet grandma for most of the items}.

I saw so many people sleeping under blankets on the ground,

or like this person,

on the porch of an old, abandoned home.
Why are they there?
Bad choices in life, or bad luck?
Maybe they have no one in their life to turn to,
not a single family member or friend.
God doesn't need me to figure it out, and we are told not to judge,
only to love.

And each time I go downtown,

I am reminded that I am blessed.

We work hard and try to do good,

but we don't DESERVE anything we have,

we just thank God each day for our blessings.

Life doesn't make much sense,

and I know I will be trying to figure it all out for as long as I live.

Then what really doesn't make sense,
is that I can drive away from there, and go shopping for food.
But, once again, I thank God for what He has given me,
and I am trying to glorify Him by being happy and loving this life that I have been given.
I know that for the rest of my life, my heart will struggle with having so much,
when so many have so little,
but I will never take any of it for granted.

I once read online about someone who shared the joy in her life on her blog,
and someone asked her why, why does she write about food, or a cup of coffee,
or going to the park, or the hundredth time she went for a cupcake,
{ok, I just threw in the cupcake part}
and she said that God blessed her with this life,
and she felt that by living and being happy,
and sharing her joy with others,
she was thanking Him for every little thing that she had.
I love that.

So, I went on a small shopping spree {$27} at one of my happy places,
Trader Joe's.

If you love coconut, do yourself a favor, and buy these.
They are unique, and delicious.

I came home and had a salad that I bought at Trader Joe's,
and relaxed for a few minutes.
I've had this salad twice, and it's wonderful.

When I picked Boyd up, he was sweaty like usual,
he had a great day at school,
and this was his piece of artwork from today.
I love it.

 I thought we were going to play outside this afternoon,
but Boyd is tired and keeps crying off and on.
Bless his heart, school is good, but it's doing a number on him.

have a good afternoon.

{life is hard, but my glass is half full, and I am so thankful}.

love,
nicolle