Every spring.. okay, let's face it, every weekend practically... I get the urge to deep clean my apartment. To simplify my belongings and make my apartment reflect my desired mental state. And every spring, er, every weekend I have a perfectly arranged, spotless apartment. . . but I'm just as scatter brained as always. Oh well. I love the light in this Swedish apartment and its calm, open aired feel. Someday, right? x0x0.
This weekend I learned a lot about grace: both giving it and receiving it. I got into a bit of trouble on Friday night when I spoke without thinking, but as always, M was there to forgive and forget. I'm always surprised as his ability to show me grace, even when I know I must try his patience. Despite my foot in mouth moment, this weekend I practiced truly LISTENING. One friend is considering a career change, another has taken on a lot of responsibility for his family and another is dealing with a difficult pregnancy. I wanted through listening to pass on the grace I receive daily, often from unlikely sources. I'm so thankful for my friends for showing me unconditional love and for reminding me that I'm human. x0x0.