Over the Summer holidays here I got to go on a camping trip and spent 7 days in a row with my YF.

It was FANTASTIC!

It was the longest consecutive time we've ever spent together and I had a great time.

Now generally I spend a lot of time pinning the days away between when I'll next get to see him. Sunday night will come and I'll get the blues cause I'll know that I have to wait till Friday next to see him again. But after this camping trip was over I got to thinking... If I can't be happy with a blessing like that, I'll never be happy.

I challenged myself to really appreicate the time I do get to be with him and be content with it.

It's been a few weeks now and I'm feeling refreshed in this area. I'm less desparate to be with him and more grateful when I am and frankly, it's a nicer place to be.

Thank you Jesus for Yfs.
/happy sigh

Blessings
Cat.