"I do not see how a lady can go to heaven unless she dances."
—John Hyde (as quoted by E. G. Carre in Praying Hyde)
Yesterday I unknowingly wore two completely different socks: different colors, different patterns. I laughed when I saw them on the bed after taking them off.
The wedding was beautiful and fun. Going to a wedding alone is not on my list of favorite things to do, yet I stayed much longer that I usually do and enjoyed the celebration. It was nice.
It occurs to me that, on the whole, I have much more trouble celebrating than I do facing the tragedies of this life. Attending a funeral alone would be perfectly normal, but weddings and parties are difficult. Simply hard. If God sends me a helper one day, she will help me celebrate. And I pray that I can help her be strong.
Today was quite restful. By and large, I've enjoyed how I've spent it. It's how days off ought to be.
The rain felt good.