Continuing my count, ever pressing forward, gift after gift, grace upon grace…full of thankfulness.
366. juxtaposed strength and tenderness in the man I love
367. overwhelming patience
368. fall days
369. the smell of my leather boots
370. smoke-scented pillowcases hitting the washer after an overnight camping trip
371. late night conversations with a growing-up son
372. lazy Sunday afternoons, filled with love and laughter
373. filling an empty playground
374. football and tall slides
375. getting in a good run for the first time in awhile
376. little houses, letting love grow
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