Today I drove with my sister and the kidlets to the funeral of a dear friend of ours. He was by far the most beautiful person I have ever met! He was so much better at being Godly and even saying hi in the street was encouraging. His wife is also one of the most beautiful people and she knows so much more about God and His word than I could ever imagine filling my head with. Together they were wonderful examples of all things pure, right, excellent, praiseworthy, lovely, admirable, noble and true. It is sad that He is no longer a part of this world, but I know he is in the most awesome place and I feel blessed to have known him, even for the relatively short time that I have. I'm hoping to spend some more quality time with his wife too. It's funny the things you remember at weddings and funerals, and one thing that comes to mind about this lovely man is that he called me "whistle-worthy" once. In that moment, I felt so special! He really was lovely!
It was a stunner of a day weather wise! Totally Gorgeous!
This is the sunset we watched on the way home. It was an awesome end to a fantastic day! I know that sounds odd seeing as we went to a funeral, but it was not a sad funeral. It was joyous and beautiful. I also had a wonderful time with my sister. We chatted all the way there and sang together all the way home. I love her! And far out she can sing!!!
So after such a great day, I came home at the same time as hubby got home from work and I was so - I don't know - rejuvenated (?) that I actually did a tiny bit of work in the short time before bed...obviously I'm not quite in bed yet, but I'm on the way...
These are going to be place-mats for someone in my family for Christmas - Yay, finally something for Christmas! Hubby thinks an outline of black stitching around the flowers, I thought just the same colour as the linen. What do you think?
I can't believe how good I feel right now. Going to bed just seems like a waste of time! But I guess it's important...oh well.
Goodnight! I hope you had a lovely day too.
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