and the list continues...

51) fireflies so numerous they look like an undulation of stars

52) watching romantic comedies with a group of girls, always in frustration and anticipation

53) playing apples to apples and discovering what my future husband may be like

54) a house full of people and love and warmth and laughter, the presence of God in abundance

55) realizing how much of an intellectual i've become, and how i sometimes ramble on about too many things cranial

56) knowing i'm not alone in feeling strong bonds with the friendships i've made in college

57) bursting out in laughter at times when it is least expected

58) realizing how much grace i have yet to learn and receive and practice

59) having homemade fruit tea

60) coffee without cream but with sugar, and not too bitter either

61) a globe framed by flowers from next door

62) a friend baking a berry pie with berries she spent the afternoon picking herself

63) remembering pranks at youth retreats

64) enjoyinng witty responses and comments to all manner of conversation

65) eating ukrainian chocolate

66) watching a mother of eight navigate and delegate

67) watching her, again, a woman of God, kneading and folding fruit into dough, much as she prays for and feeds her children with the Bread of Life

68) a tender hug between the husband and wife

69) hot dogs and hamburgers and pasta salad and baked beans

70) wondering how things and people have changed and grown, sometimes for the worse, but grateful for the good

71) a tabby kitten in the basement

72) recalling sleeping on this kitchen floor and talking well into the night

73) extended 'family members' and friends i know i will cherish always

74) being shown a candle one of her daughters made for one of the ladies of the church

75) the handmade oven mitts woven by the girls

76) giggling over the leftover posters and wall decorations of older brothers' room

77) a family that communicates, honestly and openly, sometimes in frustration, sometimes in delight, sometimes regarding mundane chore-like things

78) a leftover pot of coffee

79) finding a norah jones cd in the aforementioned boys' room

80) family photos, collected over a decade or two, spilling out onto the piano

81) a tattered, barely usable baby blanket still slept with every night by a preteen

82) the late hours of the night, when i feel like i'm the only person awake, calmed by knowing i am not alone

83) "the sands of time are sinking..."

84) thinking upon the wonder of it all

85) forays into kairos

86) venison sausage...what a concept. ; ) although something i would probably never eat, unless i learned to like venison.

87) a clock with birds where numbers could be

88) spreading the yawns

89) teapots upon the top shelf, all decked out in florals

90) a wine glass imprinted on the top of the wine berry pie

91) moose tracks ice cream

92) the prevalence of the moose in this household, on picture frames, etc.

93) shared laughter in which it seems as if joy is transferred, electrically

94) tiny bottles of nail polish strewn about the desk

95) a pillow with the words 'my family tree is full of nuts'

96) a girl standing up in a tractor next to her father

97) wide open spaces, corn fields, stars

98) narrow city streets, lamplights, chimney tops

99) for what was once my 'church family'

100) for the fourth of eight, bethany is her name