"For each new morning with its light, for rest and shelter of the night,
for health and food, for love and friends,
for everything this goodness sends." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
One week ago I was certain the Universe hated me. It's true. Just ask my sister about the text I sent her. In the course of 72 hours 1) My house was almost broken into in broad daylight. I'm fine. My ever-aware neighbours across the street alerted the police before I even had to, which was wonderful. Still, it was unnerving to say the least. 2) The next day I had an unexpected visit from an ex boyfriend that was just sad and awkward, awkward and sad. 3) The day after that I had a root canal to try and soothe some dental issues, only to find out that there is a wayward wisdom tooth, that if erupted, will require intensive oral surgery to remove. Oh! And this surgery could leave my face permanently numb. That's right. Numb. It was all a little bit much. I wanted to crawl under the duvet with a book and these cookies and not come out all week.
