It’s been a…rough day for me.
Life is great, don’t get me wrong, it truly is…I’m just hanging in there, waiting on — let’s just say ‘circumstances’ to begin changing health-wise. I’m doing the right things and staying consistent with my good habits.
Today is just a low day, no matter how I think or emotionally feel (I’m very happy).
Here I was, taking things slow, cleaning up my work space to do a little artwork, and I thought, “Gosh, I wish I had just one or two more of my little red journals. I’d love to do some worldbuilding, or map out a short story.”
…and Roman walks in…AT THAT MOMENT.
“Dad, you got a real heavy package…look!”
I frowned, because the last thing I ordered from Amazon already got here.
Huh.
I open it.
I see what’s inside.
“Are you okay, daddy?” Ruby asks.
I blink a few times. “Yup, sweetie. Dad is just really happy.”
Ruby looks in the box. “Huh. Those are little books. Are they for making little stories?”
I laugh. “You’re very smart, sweetheart, That’s exactly what they’re for.”
She smiles. “Then it good someone sent you some, huh?”
“Yes, Ruby. Yes it is…”
To whomever sent this…Thank You.
