stubborn in the important things

my weekend was filled with two long, extended mornings and sweet cold comfy nights to match.  it is not often that i get to curl up late and keep myself warm under my self-sewn quilts.  hmmmmm, these are the mornings i would like in my life. bwahahaha!

today, as i wake up to prepare for my new routines, and finish up the old ones, i keep my door closed tight against anxiety and welcome in only friends who speak truth in love.

as trouble and hardship and disappointments roll over, as they normally do, and accolades and congratulations and friends high-five me, i hold on to my peace.

i let patience be my new companion while i sit amongst the people, crammed up in jeepneys, walking in throngs to cross the faulty pawili bridge.

while i wait for my coffee to brew at my fave starbucks, perch uncomfortably on the backseat of a tricycle and carry three hand-sewn totes with books and magazines in them from my fave store booksale, i remember love, receive grace and as always, be stubborn in the important things.

my heart brims with gratitude and awe and love and i know you know the reasons.  thank you.