Once it landed . . . it became a ritual.
It’s something that happens to me almost every day. ( It sort of goes along with the term “ordinary miracle”. )
The gift of the day!
I don’t seek it.
It “lights” on me.
Yesterday, I was madly cleaning house before the COUGS played. The PAC-12 network was delayed, so I had a little down time before the game. I popped a cool grapefruit shandy and checked my Instagram . . .sweetlaurelblog.
. . .clicked her IG.
. . .then clicked to her blog, “Sweet Laurel” where I landed on her love story. I am not going to tell you anything more other than . . . visiting Laurel immediately resonated as my gift of the day.
Congratulations to Laurel and her handsome blue – eyed guy with the devilish grin!
We lost the game . . .
I popped “Letters To Juliet” into the machine.
Just beam me to Verona now, please!
Wishing you a gifted day!
w / L