All cracked up...

The world did not explode. The end did not rear up and ask us to step on to the elevator going up or the escalator going down. I am grateful. When I ran to the store to get bread for the next day that was surely coming I saw this in the parking lot. I loved the textures and the shine from the rain puddles. The employees at the supermarket were a little concerned about the crazy lady taking photos of their holey parking lot but what better day to focus on holey-ness than the day we were supposed to meet our maker.

I do believe we should all live as if tomorrow was the day we had to show God what we’ve done with our lives but I am thrilled he didn’t want my rundown yet. May 21st