Learning the laughter of folks in my church. I feel like you really know someone when you can recognize their laugh across a room. At our PW meeting yesterday, a funny comment was made, and the room erupted in laughter. How delightful to hear such different varieties of mirth. I’m reminded of Anne Lamott’s words: “Laughter is carbonated holiness.”
A wonderfully deep night’s sleep.
Coffee with vanilla bean Bluebell ice cream in it, just like my sista drinks hers. Yum.