The week's highs and lows:

Inner conflict over being asked to teach a workshop at a women's retreat next month.  Anyone else struggle with fear of public speaking?  I read it was the number one fear, even more than the fear of death. So I know I'm probably normal, but don't you ever get over it?  Every time, it's a major battle.

Happy anticipation of a future visit by my brother and his wife in May of next year. 

A good phone conversation with my mom in Kentucky.  She seemed to be having a good day and was chatty and interested in what was going on out here in the wild west.

The pure joy of young love evidenced in my 19 year old grandson as he took his girlfriend out to a fancy restaurant for her birthday.

The pleasant surprise of taking the 16 year old grandson to school and having him openly share his feelings as we drove.  It is a privilege to know that he trusts me enough to talk with me about "stuff."

Hooking up with old friends we have not seen in too long a time and finding out their daughter is planning a wedding next year (in Texas) and wants my husband to marry them.  That is an honor.

Sharing a coffee with my daughter on her birthday (accompanied by the 4-year old grandson who seems to like vanilla bean frappucino)

Well, I realised I've talked about three of the four.  Not that I'm crazy about grandchildren or anything.  So the granddaughter is signed up for cross country and has new running shoes that she is very proud of.  Next week is her first meet and I will be there!

Thought (not mine)  Humility is not thinking less of yourself, but thinking of yourself less.

Waddle on, friends.