isn’t she purty?
you can tell i am a large part sanguine. my previous post was written 5:00 this evening when i was all down. an hour later i was in front of our grill, loving the smell of it, looking around at our yard, and loving my life. a few hours later, with my polka-dot pajama pants, my faithful hoodie, a bowl of ice cream, my old bible (i left my newer one at church this past sunday) and notebook, i loved my life even more, as i spent an evening out on our porch that i love so much.
really louissa. isn’t there something about learning to control your emotions — not letting your emotions control you?