We attended a dinner last night. A celebration of sorts. That's how it felt to me. Family and friends, all filling a room to celebrate. To celebrate life, and living, and love, and Jesus, and freedom.
A celebration of being rescued.
Our girls were rescued. From the street. From a life of instability. From peril.
But oh sweet friends. We were rescued all the more. From our own agenda that was focused on retirement, and retirement funds, and empty nests and old age.
I am so grateful to be rescued from that. It is so much more fun to think of the continuance of our lives rather than just surviving until the end of them.
All that to say, thank you my sweet babies for rescuing us. Your Mimi loves you.
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