I have this little way I like to classify people, despite my firm belief that people don’t belong in boxes. I also am sure that while I can’t recall where I heard this I know it’s not an original thought. But it is this little idea that everyone is the embodiment of a different day of the week. Some people are Friday nights, or a Saturday afternoon, others can be Mondays…. And then there’s my favorite kind of people, people who I think of as Sunday’s.
My favorite day of the week.
For me Sundays have always been full of love, fellowship, restoration, yummy food, naps…
