Classes today; rain all last night (5.8"), Abe's playing tennis now; I'm cooking turkey meatballs and spicy sauce with whole wheat shells and broccoli with garlic. So my brain has been nurtured, my garden is just singin' from the rain, Abe is happy. Spoke to Josh last night, he loves his job in D.C. sharing bicycles with the populace. And today Liz thanked me for all of my links to culture. My kids are well and doing well.
I figure the 62 years of social work practice that we put in between us has not gone unrecognized thanks to a higher power. Abe thinks I'm crazy when I think this way, but I don't. This life is one to be grateful for. And I am truly grateful.
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