Dear Friday, I thought you would never come. You see, this is my last week working every day for the next 14 weeks! Starting next week, it is Monday through Wednesday for me. Looking forward to sitting on my porch reading all day next Friday.
Dear Red Cross, I know you want my platelets and I will happily give them to you next week LIKE I TOLD YOU TWO MONTHS AGO. I visit you regularly and allow you to poke and prod me and steal my blood and platelets but this has been a crazy semester (like I said, every single time you call me). I will try to make up for lost time this summer, just please stop calling me.
Dear Red Box, I need you to have good choices when I stop by to pick up a movie for my platelet donation.
Dear AK, You can not wear long sleeves when it is going to be 90 degrees. No matter how many times you say it is going to be 6 degrees, it just isn’t. You live in Georgia, no long sleeves until November. Also, just because you dream about eating outside and going to the beach doesn’t mean I am dreaming the same thing. I love those things too but shouting at me telling what I did or did not dream last night isn’t going to change anything. Also, thank you for the Mother’s Day picture you worked so hard on, it was very sweet, you make a pretty cute butterfly but you might want to tell your teacher that graceful doesn’t really describe me, awkward might have been a better choice or undexterous! Both words have Rs in them.
Dear Face, I know it has been a stressful time the last few weeks and I tortured you with that new face wash. I promise to never use it again. We have got to get some things straight. I am not a teenage boy. I am not eating a bunch of junk food, I even cut soda completely out of my diet. I don’t do meth. Can you please get it together and stop torturing me? I can’t handle the breakouts, it is getting really old.
Dear Blog, I have not abandoned you! Classes are almost done and I am working on a few posts that need more attention than I can give until next week. Don’t worry, come June you will be tired of me since my GA position is not available through May.
Dear Church, I don’t know why I am always blown away by your generosity. When there is a need, you jump. So many members helping in so many ways, I am proud to be a member of Comer Baptist Church.
Dear friends having babies, Just keep doing what you are doing. Thanks for helping me hold down the baby fever until I am done with school. Just keep on letting me hold those sweet squishy babies for one more year.
Dear AK, Please stop praying for a baby sister, ain’t nobody got time for that right now. You are just going to have to wait like the rest of us. Also, thanks for telling me the story about what you told your friend who said, “that’s not fair”, I can’t believe you have listened to us so well and remembered we don’t say that in our house.
Dear Mom and Reych, Thanks for being flexible in our mother’s day excursion and working with us so we can have other adventures… y’all are the best. AK has made up songs about next week all morning, I think she is excited.
Dear April, Way to come on strong with the April showers this week!
Dear spring semester, I am going to need to get the most out of the next two weeks, got a lot of stuff to finish. Two more weeks and then freedom for a month before taking three classes this summer! THE END IS IN SIGHT!
Dear Friends, Thank you for the supportive texts, messages, and emails I received regarding sharing my struggles this week, it is nice to know people there are so many people who care!
Dear missing chicken, Thanks for all the eggs over the years, I am sorry you met your demise this week. It was probably the neighbor’s dogs. I will keep a better watch on your friends!
Dear AK, I have been super flexible with your clothing choices, even as flexible as allowing you to wear a crown to school but I am drawing the line at two different shoes. Just because you can’t find one sandal and one princess slipper (WHERE ARE THEY???) doesn’t mean you can wear one of each. And by the way, they are both left shoes. Also, no stripe shirts with stripe shorts, that is just getting too crazy.
Dear Running, Sorry I neglected you lately. Pollen is bad. Allergies are bad. I am going to suck it up and drag myself back to you, begging for forgiveness like cheating ex from a country song. Please go easy on me!
Dear Jesus, Thank you for Good Friday and for giving yourself for someone as lowly as me. Can’t wait to celebrate the Resurrection on Sunday! I am looking forward to the sunrise service.
Dear AK, Thanks for going to see Cinderella with me! I am so glad you enjoy movies and sit still, it was a good day to skip school and spend the day with you. Don’t worry, I will catch you up on what you missed at K3.
Dear cashier at Target, you are the bomb (do people still say that?). I am so impressed you rang up a buggy worth of Easter stuff without the toddler noticing. That takes skills, they should give you an Easter basket for your hard work.
Dear Lady in the Easter section, Thanks for not judging me for waiting until the last-minute to buy the Easter stuff WITH MY TODDLER. That was super helpful of you to help distract my kid while I snuck a chocolate bunny in my secret bag. While other moms (who also waited until the last-minute ahem, Judgy McJudgerson) were looking at me like I was crazy pointing at random things in the store for AK to look at so I could stealthily place items in a gift bag from the dollar spot, you started pointing at random things too! Way to work together for the better of all moms instead of judging each other.
Oh hello April, I didn’t notice you had arrived…other than the massive sinus headache I have had all week. I am going to need you to bring some of those April showers to wash this crap away. My black tin roof looks green. Okay? Thanks!
Dear Spring, I thought we were past this? Freeze warning tonight? Seriously, get it together, wasn’t it 80 yesterday?
Dear AK, Thank you for being honest about being in trouble at school this week. I know you will work harder to not play during lunch.
Dear Philippians, Way to call me out this morning.
Do all things without grumbling or disputing, that you may be blameless and innocent, children of God without blemish in the midst of a crooked and twisted generation, among whom you shine as lights in the world. 2:14-15
I have been grumbling a little too much lately. I get it. Hey, when is this two month study going to end? There might be other books in the Bible I need to check out.
Dear Sadie, Thanks for being my accountability partner, not just in exercise but also in the rest of my life! I am loving our 6 AM
torture sessions work outs.
Dear Orchid on my desk, I loved you, I really did. I know I don’t show it very well but I am just not very good with plants. I don’t know if you will make it to next Friday, if not RIP.
Dear Friday, You couldn’t get here soon enough. This week has been crazy and I am not even sure what I did every day this week.
Dear Spring, You’re here! Hallelujah!! I was beginning to worry you would never show your face around these parts again. Looking forward to brisk morning runs, bike rides, and long walks!
Dear AK, I am going to need you to tone down the sass. It is really wearing on me. I am hoping spring’s arrival will assist with the problem as we are going to spend as much time outside as possible; go ahead and say goodbye to all your friends on Disney Jr because it is going to be a rainy day before we visit with them again. Also no matter how many times you ask, we are not changing your name to Rapunzel. You have two names to choose from A or K or AK, those are your choices.
Dear March, ummm, where did you go? How is there only 11 more days left? I have a lot of things I need to get done in those 11 days, so if you could just slow it down a little that would be great.
Dear Girlfriends in God, Thanks for the clutter reminder in your Friday devotion – That hit home, did you write that just for me? “It’s one thing to be prudent with our stuff. But when we start to hold onto things with a “just in case” mentality, what we are saying in some small but significant ways is that we are the bottom line instead of trusting in God provision.” Ouch…the truth hurts sometimes.