*Be forewarned: today I am GUSHING about the things I am thankful for.*
My new sweater.
This past weekend was one ugly day after the other. See… my face is really sensitive to changes in the weather, and at the thought of a new season, it gets chapped. Not just dry, mind you. Chapped, according to the internet, is to cause the skin to roughen, redden and crack. ON MY FACE, PEOPLE. As if having chapped hands isn’t enough. It’s just foul… and did I mention that it is ITCHY? My face itches. It’s a nightmare.
Okay. Now that you understand the severity of this problem, perhaps you can understand why my ugly days felt so ugly. I’d not been prepared for it, it just happened. So I threw on this sweater and a pair of jeans and went to the mall… where I received one compliment after another. Not one but TWO girls from Forever 21 gushed about my sweater. Ask me how many times people at Forever 21 have EVER – in my YEARS of frequenting that store – complimented me on what I’m wearing. Never. It has NEVER happened. And TWO in one night!
Then one of the girls at Nordstrom stopped to talk to me about my sweater. She’d assumed I got it at Urban Outfitters for upwards of a hundred dollars. But really it was just $2.50 at The Salvation Army on 1/2 off day. She told me she was tempted to get her phone and take a picture. ! ?
There is a slight chill in the air and I hadn’t planned out what I should wear, and I remembered this sweater.
I am INCREDIBLY thankful for my sweater. It keeps me warm… in spirit, too.
Lunch with my dad.
I’ll write more about this later, since it’s part of my 101 in 1001 thing. But on Monday my dad and I got lunch together at Bushel and Peck. I am so thankful to live close to my father again. He loves me so much.
My free tall skinny peppermint mocha.
Today we went to Starbucks after I got Micah. The lady in the drive thru wasn’t used to being at the drive thru. I re-loaded $10 onto my card. She scanned my card, then my debit card. Handed me my drink, and said that was it. Now.. I always do the “I’m going to put $10 on my card before I pay for my drink” thing, and I know for a fact that they need to scan my Starbucks card twice. So I said, “are you sure that I got charged for my drink?” She looked back at the screen and said “Oh, yes definitely.”
But when I looked at my Starbucks card balance, it was obvious that she hadn’t charged me for it.
and the best part is that I had noticed and tried to pay. The truth will get you free drinks. I mean, I guess the verse says “The truth will set you free” but it’s close enough, right?
Of anybody I have ever met, few people make me feel more at peace with myself than Andrew. He inspires me to be both a better person and yet remain wholly myself. He recently moved to Germany. I almost wrote that he “went” to Germany, but he’ll be in Germany for longer than I was in California, and I always said I moved. Thanks to the sometimes slow process of The Salvation Army, Andrew’s flight over kept getting pushed back and pushed back until he flew out of San Francisco the day after I did. Which meant that I got to soak up every moment I could. Every conversation, every random song he burst into. The joking way he says “you’re not down.”
We threw him a going away party, and as we played Andrew trivia and stood around celebrating the party that Andrew brings along with him wherever he goes, I found myself looking at him and admiring him and wondering how it is that I should know someone as brave and faithful and understanding as he is.
He has been, in my darkest moments, not just a light in the darkness.. but a discoball in the darkness, spinning and creating a movement of light and color into my life.
I put his picture up by my soap dispenser in my bathroom. At first I did it because I’m weird, and then God kind of stepped in and said “I’ll help you not look completely idiotic..” and every time I wash my hands, I pray for Andrew and sing this song:
Give us clean hands, give us pure hearts.
Let us not lift our souls to another
O God let us be a generation that seeks
that seeks your face, O God of Jacob
I sing those words in my heart as a prayer for and with Andrew. So Andrew crosses my mind often. He messaged me today, from Germany, and told me that he’s shared conversations we’ve had with people in Germany, in German. I am almost paralyzed with appreciation for Andrew and his impact on my life.