This was the lovely site that greeted me this morning when I could finally rouse myself from between the warm covers. The landscape around our house -- the trees, the bushes, the ground were sparkling diamonds, lovely to behold. I was so thankful that I was in a warm home and didn't need to brave the elements to go to work today. Martin Luther King's birthday was perfect in timing this year! I spent a relaxed day at home. There are at least two projects which have been calling to me. One is the organizing of my recipe files, which are helter skelter in a drawer and a binder. The other project is getting back to my photo albums. When my mother died last spring, I took note of how much of her things there were that no one wanted. It made me question the amount of time that I spend on the family albums that I do. Will anyone want them or even want to go through them when we are gone? Life is really so short. And in the long run, I wonder if the money and time spent on projects like this could be better applied to other things... I guess the long days of winter are making me a bit introspective. What am I doing to help society? What is my purpose? Am I making a difference anywhere? These are the questions that I ask myself on an almost daily basis. I do spend a lot of time alone, due to the point that the children are grown, hubby still works, and I'm at home part-time when not working. Is this God's way of letting me know that I need to be doing for others? Thinking outside of my comfy box? I don't know. I do know that I need to pray about it. I've obviously been worrying about it for some time now. This is my first time to acknowledge it.