Benefits

Some evenings we have visitors at the Abbey. Some announced, some spontaneous, some that give and some that take. We love all our visitors.
Tonight there was a man who happened to know that we needed wood chopped, he happened to have an ax in the back of his car... he also happened to be single... and happened to just be on his way home from work...and he may have happened to have met one of my sisters on an occasion. As I helped stack the wood I was again reminded of my beautiful roommates and the benefits they bring to my life. I have an inclination that I am not the only one who has noticed their beauty. I don't mind. The house is now surrounded by stacks of neatly chopped wood.
Ah! the benefits.
Sister C.