I hadn't had any solid food for 36 hours, so I overreacted and ate too much tonight, with my fairly new blogging friend, rainyd. That 's the fun part --
Rainyd and I became acquainted when she came over to catch up on Kristen's story when she was unable to post for those last weeks of pregnancy and first weeks of twin motherhood. We discovered a common bond when I realized she goes to school where one of my good friends, a professor in our program, moved to a different state to be the director of another social work program. It is truly a small world.
Rainyd had a trip to make and decided to drive an extra 3 hours each way in order to meet me. What an honor that was for me. She and her son and I had a short visit. We weren't at all sure it was going to work out, because I had this medical procedure scheduled, but where there's a will there's a way, and we made it happen.
Iris - various colors . . .
And the Alpine Forget-Me-Nots growing in profusion . . .
We are often admonished to "bloom where we are planted." When we experience the beauty of what God and we can do together, starting with a bit of dirt and some seeds, we must realize that we can live in this dirty world and bloom, making the world a better place by "letting the beauty of Jesus be seen in us."