
Marty became very good at playing on a bird gym...and he loved his toys.
Today I was sad that I missed the parade (which I was supposed to be in with a bird). In fact, I have not seen a human face all day (except for television). I have found that having joy does not mean that I will not feel sad.
In the evening I watched TV and played with beads (which means I was experimenting with colors and stitches for the beaded jewelry that I make).
The day came and it went even faster.
I choose to be grateful that I lived today.
I am grateful my birds are all healthy.
I am grateful for cold drinks.
I am grateful for things hoped for.
GratefulJoy
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