A good day.

I woke up.

I saw a free parking space as soon as I pulled into the parking lot.

The teacher I needed to communicate with happened to be exiting the building just as I entered it, and I was able to talk to her.

A stranger told me I had a beautiful smile.

My student showed up for tutoring.

I made it to class on time.

I passed all my assignments.

My dad came home from surgery, and he is doing very well.

There was food in the refrigerator.

God loves me.

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About writingcatherine

This started as a documentation of my adventures in Europe...but hey, life's an adventure in itself.
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