Thank You for the snow and the sparkly ice. And I thank You that I don't live in the frozen north or far, far south, where ice and sparkly snow is more than a rare gift, but rather a way of life. I thank You for the joy of driving back and forth to work while meditating on how much I am loved by You.
I thank You that the week is nearly over and the book fair is truly over today. I thank You for the gift of time and times of life.
Your beloved daughter,