Sundays are fantastic! Sure we wake up early for church and come home exhausted. But that leaves room for naps and visiting family later in the day, ba-BAM.
My treatment schedule makes it so Sundays are my very best days. My last treatment was three days before, so I'm maybe starting to function on Sundays and behave like a live human, which is cool. People even say I "look good," meaning healthy. (I'd like to give credit to real clothes, mascara, and the eyebrow pencil that make me not look like a ghost.:)
Here's what makes Sundays special for me ( besides the obvious and beautiful Sabbath observance).
I think the clearest on Sundays.
I get to wear my nicest clothes.
I put on a little makeup and dry my hair (a workout, but worth it for the day).
I.e. I LOOK ALIVE! I said that...er, others did.
My soul is fed with spiritual messages.
I get out and talking to others.
I serve in my calling.
I generally eat well.
I can take a nap.
I "jam" at home on my guitar while my taller half plays primary songs on the piano.
Sundays are blessed. I like 'em.
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