Goals and Gaols

Well, this post is really just about my goals, and does'nt really have anything to do with gaols, except that to never end up inside of one is a worthy goal. (A gaol is an antiquated spelling of jail. If you want proof, read a Dickens novel-someone's always in a gaol, or on their way to one, in his novels.) So . . . goals. I really never had any, but if I had, I think I'd have accomplished a lot of them. At a young age, I married a man I loved very much, and we have continued to love eachother passionately for 10 years. Not only do we love eachother, but we really like eachother, and enjoy every minute wer'e together, whether here at home, on vacation in Hawaii, or at the hardware store. Wer'e also blessed and honored to call many people friends, and we are only too happy to host big shin-digs and get-togethers and movie nights. I have always enjoyed writing, so keeping this blob updated is fun, and could be considered as an accomplished goal. Our futures are only known by God, but I think my husband and I have done very well with the hand we've been dealt, and we both have accomplished the greatest goal you can make, which is to know God and enjoy Him forever.