30 Days of Misfit: Day 22- Look, I made a pie!

It’s my husband’s birthday today.

So I made a pie. The situation seemed to call for it.

It’s the least I can do to thank him for being born and all. Actually, come to think of it, I guess I should’ve made it for his mother.

How about this, we’ll call it a Mother & Son Circle of Life Pie. If I’d really been on the ball I suppose I should’ve booked Elton John. Oh well, maybe next year.

Not that I want to blow him in or anything, but my husband is VERY hard to shop for; mainly because he says he doesn’t want anything. And the thing is he really means it. I know, WEIRD. The man clearly doesn’t get how birthdays work.

It’s like he’s content with his life or something.

Even though the world has gone bat 💩 C-raaaaaazy. Even though life is far from perfect (He’s married to me, after all 🤪). Even though the fairness fairy has flown right by, more than once.

He’s grateful.

Grateful for his family. Grateful for his home. Grateful to do work he loves. Grateful, most of all, to be known, loved, and forgiven by God.

Just plain grateful; in need of nothing. Content, I believe is the word for it. And there’s nothing Amazon has to offer (with free 2 day shipping, mind you) that can talk him out of it.

Yes indeed, in a world where it’s only natural to want more, more, more… he actually has everything he wants.

So I made him a pie. If anyone deserves more, he does. But he likes pie. He’s easy to please.

And I hope to be more like him when I grow up.