Friendships are a wonderful gift from God. I have never had a zillion, trillion friends...But the friends that I have are awesome, wonderful people. And I thank God for them...

Baby boys are a wonderful, wonderful gift from God. My little boy is asleep now. He was an angel tonight...as usual... I love him so much. Today, he was fussing, so I picked him up and started talking to him. And he laughed at me...Not just smiled...Actually laughed. I can't describe how that made me feel. It was his way of saying, "Mommy, I love it when you hold me and talk to me." His smiles are golden. And I love him with all of my heart...

I won at Monopoly tonight. I feel great! Doc and I made a wonderful alliance against Hubby and Verne. We beat those cheaters soundly... Can you believe that they don't pay rent unless you ask them before the next player takes their turn?

Hubby and I got to swim together today in my parent's pool. It was so much fun!!! That is only about the second time that we have gone swimming together since we've met. Weird, huh? We have both gone swimming separately - just hardly ever together...

Isn't it weird how a trip to the grocery store can become a fun date? Thank goodness for a mom and dad who absolutely love to watch their little grandson. Hubby and I have even been able to workout together in the evenings. I like it when we go to the gym, but going to run outside is so much better...Not only does it feel better on my body...It gives Hubby and I some alone time. Last night we went for a run...But only ended up running about a mile and walking and talking the rest of the way. It was so beautiful out last night...The sun had set, but it wasn't dark yet...I love that time of day...

Night time always makes me more pensive. I wonder if that is true for everyone...It makes me think more about the brevity of human life. It makes me evaluate my heart and my actions from the previous day. Time is going by so quickly. It won't be much longer until I am no longer here...What will my life mean? I know that God has a purpose for me...But am I fulfilling that purpose? I think that having a son makes me feel as if I were fulfilling my purpose...But it also makes me more wistful when I think of the short amount of time that I have here with him and Hubby. And, yeah, I know that any separation that I will have with them will be a short time in the long run of things...But in my human flesh...I can't help but feel that I might miss them. Wow. This is really morbid...and I am exposing my very soul. So maybe I should just stop here.