my daughter has become my friend. today she sang with me, listened to me, rebuked me, laughed with me, and prophecied to me. how delightful to share humor and faith with her.
[eating log: banana for breakfast; chicken pot pie and probably a cup of cookie dough; coffee and home made chicken noodle soup for supper - i feel good about it, not because i did well with the cookie dough, but because i stopped eating when full and didn't medicate my empty-after-stressful-day feeling with more food . . . i stopped eating when there was still bad stuff to eat. i just didn't want more - and that's a big deal for me, especially with cookie dough on the line.]
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