This past weekend, a group of girlfriends and I shared our monthly call. We’ve been gathering on the phone once-a-month to connect, share, and pray with each other for almost 20 years (which is bananas when I think about how long its been!). We’ve seen each other through so much and it’s truly been a blessing to have them in my life.
As I was telling them about the latest happenings from the past month, I noticed that I didn’t have any complaints about life. Outside of a couple of minor personal concerns, there wasn’t really anything of note that was “wrong.” I felt like I was in a good place and primarily had feelings of gratitude. There were some things I talked about wanting — that I’ve talked about for awhile — but even then, noticed the former distress wasn’t there.
