Happy Wednesday! I am grateful to be alive right now. I’m grateful for my sister finding a journal my mother kept and for sharing it with me. I’m grateful for seeing my mother’s handwriting again, for knowing she felt loved and for every wonderful day she ever had. She was very frugal and she has two entries on this page – one from April 15, 1997 and one from January 1, 2004. I’m grateful for all the lessons I learned at my mother’s hand and all the love that revealed itself through her. May I live that love all day long today. Peace and blessings.