Over the past few weeks we had a house full of family, kids were off school, we had extra worship services with Christmas Eve, and less of our “normal” schedule.
One of those days I got up early to spend some quiet time praying, reading, working, and writing.
As soon as I got up, this miracle of a dog named Brittany followed me.
She followed me as I snuck out of the bedroom.
She followed me as I prepared coffee.
She rang the bell and wanted to go out.
She then barked because she wanted back in.
She kept wandering to our bedroom door trying to get in to lay down with Sarah.
She figured out how to open the door, hopped up on the bed and started to wake Sarah up. I ran in, tried to pull Brittany out, and now I am on dog watch the rest of the morning.
Too many Christmases and Birthdays I am sneaking out the day before trying to buy really meaningful gifts for people. There is really no way to get a meaningful gift at the grocery store or pharmacy on Christmas Eve. My first Christmas with Sarah I bought her a build a bear and wrote her a poem, in which I think I said I would write poems for her forever…I’m pretty sure that was the last poem I ever wrote.
Several years ago I tried doing the Whole30. In case you don’t know what it is, you probably will not want to pay attention for a few moments. The idea is that you take all the fun things…sorry…I mean…processed foods and foods we don’t “need” out of your diet and eat only lame things…sorry…I mean…whole foods for 30 days.