Typical Sunday–or Not.

Today was a typical Sunday.  I woke up around six and enjoyed staying in bed under the warm covers for a little longer.  I got up and took the dogs for a rather chilly walk, fed them, ate my grapefruit and cereal, and put dinner in the crockpot.  Then I went upstairs and read for a while before it was time to shower and head to church.

Worship was wonderful and the sermon was great.  I took notes in my new-for-2015 purple sermon notebook.  Then it was time for small group.  I love the people in my small group.  We came home and it only took me a few minutes to make some garlic cheese grits and some green beans to go with the pork tenderloin that was ready in the crockpot.  I whipped some cream to top a chocolate pie I made yesterday, and dinner was ready.  Since I made dinner, George sweetly cleaned it up and I headed upstairs to run.  I did a little over four miles, showered, re-dressed, and headed to Friendly Shopping Center with Matt to do a little back to school shopping.  We grabbed Cookout on the way home, I walked the dogs and in a little while I’ll watch Downton Abbey with George.

Yep, a typical Sunday–except it wasn’t.  Today was the seventh anniversary of my last chemo treatment, a day that feels to me like a second birthday.  Since then, there really hasn’t been any day that’s typical.  All of them are a gift.  I am grateful.

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1 Response to Typical Sunday–or Not.

  1. Becky says:

    Well…Happy Anniversary to YOU! Life-changing events certainly do have a way of putting things into perspective. I hope you have many more “gifts” to come 🙂

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