Extraordinary Humanity with yellow socks
I don’t have much to say these days. I feel heavy with many things, and I think that my catharsis at this moment is not to write (odd) but to cook and read and express myself to my husband. Although we have 3 or 4 months yet, I am ready for festival season when I can get ripe fresh foods and cook local fare to my heart’s content. I am anticipating where God will lead me in these months, because I have several ideas and hopes that are yet to be fulfilled. Perhaps they are growing like the plants that will soon be nestled in the ground.
I do have one thing to say though: I am so thankful for Andy. I was just folding up laundry and saw a pair of yellow socks that he has worn for years. In fact, when I met him, he wore them quite often. He had recently been evicted and for some reason the only socks he had been able to acquire were brightly colored or mismatched. He has grown so much and come so far in the time I have known him. He is a lover and a fighter, and my best friend. When we went down to Atlanta on Wednesday night it was so nice to be able to walk around with him, pass out sandwiches, shake peoples hands; I could just feel all the blessings God has given us, how far we have both been brought. He understands and in many ways strives to be what he knows God has created him to be- the hands and feet of Jesus on this earth.
I have so much to be thankful for and I just want to wish everyone a very happy ’09!
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