Charity. Acts of kindness. Pure love.
This is what I've been surrounded with lately:
Dear friend Kaari knew just how to brighten my day.
I went to my car & found a little gifty on the windshield.
It was a pair of Troy Bolton socks.
Nothing says "I care about you" more than the gift of Zac E caressing my feet every night as I sleep.
Thank you, KJ.
The YM/YW of our ward were out doing a service scavenger hunt last week.
They stopped by our house.
They handed my a list of service suggestions, which I quickly handed back to them.
I told them,
"The greatest thing you could do for me right now would be to paint my toenails."
So they did.
If you've ever been 35 weeks pregnant, had a muffin top or a spare tire, you know painting your own toes is a thing of the past.
Bless you youth of Zion, bless you.
Tat & Avy set out for a jaunt yesterday afternoon around the neighborhood.
Upon their return, the dazzling duo brought me back all sorts of fond treasures from nature.
How sweet of them to be thinking of me while on their adventure.
My personal favorite is the love token of the branch that's twice my height.
When I saw the 2 approach the house with half a tree slung over Tat's shoulder, I knew I was in for some goodness.
Thanks to everyone who cares about me.