Healing. That's what I'm focusing on. I'm not sure I can define what 'healing' really means to me. I don't think I'll wake up one day, sit up in bed, and yell "I'm healed"! (I'm picturing one of those religious tv healers placing their hand on my forehead...). What I do know is that I'll be focusing on what really matters to me and what makes me happy. Here are a few of my favorite things (said in a sing-song voice).
|My men camping out in our backyard. There's nothing like a man with his son.|
|The ladies. Can you beat fresh eggs and chicken personalities? I think not.|
|Enjoying an afternoon at the zoo - this was on the train. That little man's smile is a powerful thing.|
|Fresh, local and delicious. How can strawberries not make you happy?|