Letter 13 {Yellow vs Grey}

Dear  Candace,

Last weekend, a reunion with dear childhood friends. This weekend, my niece’s wedding and associated preparation and celebration with extended family. In-between, a horrid amount of laundry and enough high-school physical science homework to make me annoyed at Newton and all his stupid laws.

Let’s be British and talk about the weather. Rain, rain, hail, rain and wait for it…rain. You know what they say about April showers. Well if this May doesn’t put out that’s IT, I’m moving! Is that the puny vitamin D talking? No, that’s me. I do love a good thunderstorm and some nice, dark rainy days for book reading and baking and making of tea in a very hygge way but I eventually draw the line when coziness of the soul days turn to Jane Eyre style madness. {Teensy exaggeration.}

I’m sorry I can’t seem to get over this and whine to you about it. It’s my struggle. A mild one, as life struggles go. It’s very much a first-world problem and one that, as I watch the recent news, I’m grateful to have. Grateful to live through grey days in a small house with the people I love in a community that is safe and clean. Grateful all my needs are met, and so much more. Grateful that even in small ways I have opportunities to ease the true suffering of other humans made in the image of God. If struggling through grey days reminds me to be grateful, then I suppose it might be worth it.

Still dreaming of SoCal and sunshine, though.

My new, large, living room rug with the yellow gold and cream lightens up the room and makes me smile. There are flecks of grey woven through the design. The contrast gives the gold more depth, an extra richness and warmth.

Grey is one of my favorite colors, too,

Rachel

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