Praying in the Bathroom

Traveling Mercies by Anne Lamott was another respite in this time of quarantine, in this time of not traveling.  Kept inside by proclamations and duty, moving through new rhythms, adapting.

How fortunate I am to pass this time with someone who understands my sometimes urgent need to read and to let me pass hours, uninterrupted, shedding tears or laughing aloud without judgement or noise and replenishing the glass of water by my side without my having to ask.

My faith needed a boost and my spirit needed a lift.  

An unexpected answer to a prayer.  

I'm totally going to start adding exclamation marks to a few of the names on my list.