What’s in store for this blog post? The usual new photos stored on my iPhone, some thoughts and feelings being stored in the here and now, and music that’s stored on YouTube.
What in store for the next four years? What’s in store for this moment? What’s in store for the moment after that? Only everything.
People in my therapy group yesterday did not know what topic was in store for them, until we decided to write and draw about the concept of “home.”
This present was in store for me at work:
All these things were in store for me during the rest of the day:
I didn’t know tears were in store for me, but here I am, crying, as I create this post. Those tears were probably stored up from my recent open heart surgery, the additional surgery I had to undergo soon after that because of a recalled pacemaker battery, and the U.S. election.
The message that was stored on the teabag that was in store for me last night stores the truth:
By listening you comfort me.
Here‘s the music in store today (which I listened to twice, yesterday, for comfort):
I wonder what comments are in store for me?
Stored up thanks to all who helped me create this post and to you — of course! — whose appreciated presence was a present in store for me today.