This is the day, four years ago, she met Him – our Creator who fearfully & wonderfully made her.
This is the day, four years ago, she met Him – our Savior who formed her – who set her apart.
This is the day that He has made.
I will rejoice and be glad in today.
You know how Christmas comes and does its whole big thing and then after…it’s just done?
I feel that way today.
Woke up and noticed the pink balloons that were floating on the ceiling yesterday are on the floor.
The 2 slices of cheesecake that are left are not quite as pretty as they were yesterday, sitting atop the cake-stand in all its grandeur.
The friends are gone.
The bubbles are done hovering.
And the house is quiet.
But as I sit here with my (much needed) cup of coffee, I notice a happy accident.
A pink coffee cup.
My pink socks.
I’m even wearing a pink sweater.
It’s not over yet – there is still pink for today.