A day of service , that’s what it amounted to; and struggle to find the joy, but I did,

Spicy poke early, morning groceries run, dishes and laundry, chauffeur service for different kids at different times, World Cup when I could get it, indulgence with a couple three slices of pizza, some cuddle hug time with each kid, and a nice card to end the day,

Left with this thought, Lord let me be more like I remember my dad, let the jazz I listen to, his music, inspire me so to be a doer, get up and go,and work to support and encourage and always be there,

Let’s do that each day,

Good,

GOOD.