Friday used to mean something to me!
The end of the school week, the end of my husband's work week, starting a weekend of relaxation and fun (hopefully)
But, now, it could be Monday for all I care. I don't keep up with the days of the week.
Each day is very special
Because
I woke up this morning.
And that's how I feel as well. Thank you, Lord, for a new day.
ReplyDeleteI get that. I like the weekdays better because I can do things without the weekend crowds. Yes, every day is special.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!!!!
ReplyDeleteLike the Dowager Countess of Grantham said in Downton Abbey, "What's a weekend?"
ReplyDeleteI feel that way too. :)
ReplyDeleteI agree with you...If I manage to open my eyes for another day, I feel blessed...
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Donna
I hear you! It means we hunker down here, especially in summer, when the tourists clutter the town!
ReplyDeleteHi Latane~ Great attitude! I feel the same way about birthdays...I woke up to have one! Have a great Saturday! Barb
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