Yesterday morning I was walking with some friends at a fundraising event I helped plan and coordinate. Megan's daughter overheard our conversation about how I no longer have a job. She's three going on four. The following conversation got me to thinking about how much love I feel every day from so many friends and family.
Kirra: "Shelby, you don't have a job anymore?"
Me: "Nope. Today is my last day."
Me: "Because they didn't have enough money to pay me anymore."
Kirra: "Oh so you don't have money anymore."
Me: "Nope, I don't have money now."
Kirra: "And if you don't have any money then you don't have food!"
Me: "That's right. Once the food runs out at my house I'll have to come over and rummage through your cupboards."
Kirra: "Shelby you can come to our house and eat our food. We will cook it for you."
Me: "Thanks Kirra!"
Kirra: "And Shelby you can live with us as long as you need to."
Many other things have happened over the last several days that have been a reminder of how much love there is in my little world.
I have no complaints.