A few things I'm Grateful for...

…for the fact that God still feels that I have work do. I mean, lets be honest, I screwed up a lot today and the fact that He hasn’t called me home…makes me think He has a lot of faith in me. Or is it He has a lot of faith in Him??? Because obviously, He knows every thought, action, word, I have before I ever even think it or do it so He must already know what a mess I have the possibility of making of something and then He must know that He is going to have to correct it and then that means that He is going to have to do more work and….

See, for this very reason alone (this mindless chatter) this is why I don’t speak out a lot.

…for my perfect imperfect privileged underprivileged boys. My God, I love these boys. I didn’t think it would be possible to love somebody or someone as much. From the smile Jalil wakes up with to the deep sensitivity that Okoye already displays that are a Godsend to me.

… can I be frank here??? Looking down at my keyboard it hit me how grateful I am for my boobs. I really like them. Mainly because I do not have a booty and I have to have something physically attractive about me and since these are not readily available for your sight, I’m just going to put it out there.

….coffee. I raise my mug to you.