Out of SPACE!!!

I tried to share JOY!!! With you all, and apparently I am out of space!

How wild. How funny and ironic that I tried to take two minutes while I waited for my cranberries to pop to share some joy, and blogger, after all these faithful years, is telling me that I have to pay to share joy. My credit card is not on hand, alas.

I have shared pain, and misery, and weird selfish blather for free, and tonight when I wanted to take two seconds to literally take a moment to post a photo of JOY, I have run out of free space.

Funny!

Friends. I love you.

I am broken, and knit together with twine and wine and laughter and love. I am so imperfect and limping my way into finding a new kind of grace in my brokenness. I am finding that being a step slower is so very hard, so not my way, but very much the path that I need to trod, limpingly and very imperfectly. And I fight it, OH, how I fight it! But in moments, certain moments, it is just so perfect.

Tonight is one of those moments.

My kitchen smells good. My husband is home. My friends, my good and true friends graced my table with me last night. I continued our tradition of pie baking with my Mom and sister today, and this year got to share it with my precious daughter. Tomorrow we get to count our blessings, our many blessings, with my family.

A year ago things were falling apart. Now, things are coming together, even my hip, knitting itself, bone to bone, as one.

Things break. Things come together.

We CAN do hard things.

We must.

Happy Thanksgiving. I love you for reading.