Today was good.

Today I woke up tired. But feeling good.

I went to work. The day dragged on, but it was good.

I got an email from a dear friend. It was really good.

I came home, let Bennet out, and ran back out the door to attend a Young Nonprofit Professionals networking happy hour. The southwestern eggrolls were very good (and so was the margarita).

I went straight from there to a church small group. We talked about families, and their dynamics. It was timely, and so so good.

Today was good.


After yesterday, I wanted to follow up and tell you all this. I don't know or understand why this morning I woke up with peace. Nothing really changed in my situation, though tonight, my social activities did make me feel like I was really part of something. I guess that was different. But it was the end of the day, and made no explanation for my earlier feelings.

I actually got invited to come down to Houston this Friday, and I said no. It was a potential plan posed a while back, that wasn't going to become reality because I had prior plans with my intended visitor. Maybe I'll regret this come Saturday evening, but I want to be here right now.