So I was hanging out with my Dad on Saturday, waiting for this world to show me what gray and grievous mysteries might abide in such a day of rain withheld, when the day itself decided to show me its true colors.

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Ok, so the phone didn’t ring but I was still alive another afternoon to not answer it. And its true that I have loved people and pets and lost them, which I definitely think about too much. And apparently I need to be reminded that they did their time, long or short, and had the right to move on. So I need to shut up and count my blessings.

It’s like she said, “This is what we have: The faith of little things, God’s mercy hour by hour, and the hope that nothing goes too bad another day.”

God is with us.