(my little socks)

i know that we’ve had a rough start to 2022 with so many heartbreaking disasters and brutal events and this fucking pandemic that JUST WON’T END… but this week something AMAZING happened. when i was putting on my fuzzy socks (yes - i still wear my christmas ones even though it’s january) there was a little sock inside of it. i was beside myself because the little socks that i wear with my vans are always inexplicably disappearing. i put a pair in the wash and only one makes it out. my mother sent me this to explain the problem:

but this week one CAME BACK! i must have been wearing double socks one evening before i put my clothes in the laundry (it gets COLD in boulder!) and not pulled the socks apart. anyway, i found his little friend in my missing sock drawer (god only knows how long they’d been separated) and i felt warm all over. i think it’s a sign that there are good things to come in 2022… PRAISE JESUS! x0x

(my big, fuzzy socks)

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