the smell of chainsaws and freshly cut wood
teasing the cat with some string
listening to words of Truth on Sunday morning
getting a compliment on your handwriting even though it is atrocious
email conversations that are 75 messages long
raising your hands in worship
shoving heavy things around and then feeling invincibly strong
moonlight on a gravel road
sticking your head out the car window like a dog
singing as loud as you want because you're at home alone
homemade apple butter
getting hugs from sweet old ladies
the anticipation of preparing to leave for Europe
stomping around in the snow with my rubber boots
lazy mornings on the couch with a cup of tea
life.
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