I’ve been writing a lot of doom & gloom here lately, but in thinking about my life right now, despite the stress I’ve been under, and despite the pile of day-job work I need to do this week, there are some good things:
I love that my daughter’s last words before sleeping last night were “I love you, daddy. You’re the best.”
I love that my wife has had almost a week of being pain-free.
I love that my cat comes running to bed whenever I go.
I love that some of my students offered to help me carry things to the classroom this morning.
I love that the Westboro Baptist Church couldn’t find Leonard Nimoy’s funeral.
I love that the guy who laid a trap and killed a German exchange student will spend the rest of his life in prison.
I love that my book is almost ready for beta readers.
I love that my VP17 classmates are amazing folks who continue to stay in touch and support each other.
I love that I haven’t had an episode of afibrillation in over a year.
I love that my weight is going down again.
I love that on my bike ride this weekend, I saw 15 turkeys, a rabbit 2 deer, a flock of geese flying under the bridge I was on, and two egrets.