cold winds, warm thoughts

this easterlies make the day cold, notwithstanding the nights that go with it!  i usually wake up in the middle of the night, not from a bad dream, am over that, thank god, but from the howls that permeate the old structure that is my home.

however, there is just no letting this week pass on without me writing on some warm thoughts and prayers: 
for this week, may my being be filled with grace, the kind that i receive and the kind that i give. 

may my thoughts clear as i sip on my hot coffee and may my friendships ever deepen around this cold week days.  

in some way, however small, may i find time to break bread, thank and celebrate.

life is good!  and ilysm!  ♥ ♥ ♥