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Celebrating with 110 Thankful Things

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Sometimes at the end of a long week it’s easy to forget the moments that touched our hearts in the midst of all the hustle and bustle, taking the time to sit down and think about them has left me with a grateful heart. Stopping to read what others have taken the time to share has also been a lovely reminder of the things in my life I’m thankful for.

Often it’s the big stuff I think about – family and love and all the good and wonderful things I’ve been blessed with, and sometimes it’s the smaller things, like the gentleman that held the door for me at the gas station or the blue jays that sometimes stop to visit me in the yard. This week my list is filled with the big things as well as a bunch of the little things.

 

I posted this sometime last year, originally written for Ten Thankful Things.

Since today is going to be filled with Thanksgiving activities,

I figured I’d share it again. I don’t think I could ever list all the things I’m so very thankful for,

but I managed to jot down a few to share with you . . .

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1. Faith – God is the cornerstone of my life. He is the floor beneath me, the roof above me, and the walls that surround me. He is my shelter from the storm. Faith keeps me going when I am sure I can go no further. It is the promise and the hope I cling to when I feel I am falling. It is my light in the dark places, it is my anchor when I am adrift, and the wind in my sails when I haven’t strength enough to row. Faith is the hand that steadies me when I falter, it is my compass when I am lost. It is the voice that tells me I can when I think I cannot. Faith is the foundation on which I stand when my solid ground turns to quickly shifting sands beneath me.

2. Family – The ones who’ve surrounded me with love since the day I was born. The ones that have cradled me in love and acceptance and unconditional love throughout my life. The ones who still do and the ones who continue to fill a place in my heart even though they’ve parted from this life. I see their smiles when I close my eyes, I hear their voices in silent moments, and I feel the love they’ve given me, always. My Grandparents, sisters, aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces, and nephews will always be a part of me.

3. My Mother – My teacher, my protector, my inspiration, my mentor, my friend. She carried me within her and then held me in her arms, she took me by the hand and by the heart and led me into life. Sometimes I followed her, sometimes she let me lead. She sacrificed and she gave, she sheltered and she pushed. She gave me wings and she taught me to fly. She has been my hero, my guardian, and my guide. She’s picked me up when I’ve fallen and she’s found me when I’ve been lost. She is everything I could ever hope to be.

4. My Father, My dad – My father planted the seed of life, my life. The twists and turns life’s journey sometimes takes placed us on different roads and he loved me enough to travel another until the day came when our paths would meet again and we would walk together as he’d one day dreamed we would. Now we know the way to where the other resides. My dad was not the man who planted the seed, but he lovingly tended to the garden in which I grew. He tilled and toiled in the soil as he watched me bloom and blossom. He nourished the ground beneath me, he made certain my roots were planted firmly. Those twists and turns led him away one day, but the care he took when he had it to give left me strong enough to continue to grow in his absence.

5. My Husband – My first love, my forever love. I wasn’t going to fall in love. Ever. I decided it when I was just a little girl, and then, when I was still a little girl in many ways – I fell in love with him. They said at 16 love is something you don’t fall into, but I did. He changed me and he changes me still. Something in his eyes told me love doesn’t always hurt, it doesn’t always end in pain and it wasn’t something I should deny myself. Even when I thought ours wasn’t going to be a story with a happy ending, I was still glad to have been a part of it, and as the pages continued to turn, the story kept unfolding and it has yet to end.

6. My Children – They are the reason every breath I take has meaning. They are my sun and my moon and every beat of my heart. They each came into my life, little pieces of love and completed something in me, they filled voids I didn’t know were hollow. I thought I knew the true meaning of love and then they looked into my eyes and I realized love was so much more than I’d ever known it to be. My life began the day theirs did, a new beginning with each tiny heart that began to beat. Never has there been a more beautiful sound. I used to hold their little hands in mine, and now they hold my hand in theirs and each of them carry a piece of my heart wherever they go.

7. Friends – I’ve been blessed by friendship. Somehow, through some miracle of love, I’ve chose and been chosen back by the best of the best and I’ve not words enough to describe the joys they have given me. I don’t surround myself with them, yet they surround me always. I’ve known some for nearly a lifetime, some for what seems like the blink of an eye, and yet, in my heart – they all reside. I’m so very different from most of them and they are each different from the others, but we have a connection that bridges those differences and leads us to a beautiful place. I don’t know if I am a good friend, I hope I am. I sometimes go for long spells without reaching out, I don’t chat on the phone for hours or hang out, but I’m there if they need me and I know they are there when I need them. Some of us have held hands, we’ve shared hugs and tears and laughter. Some of us appear to each other as letter after letter beneath the blinking cursor on a screen or visit each other through inboxes and emails, but I can feel the hugs we sometimes share just the same.

8. Words – I reside in a world of words, the characters that come together to form them, creating sentences and paragraphs; chapters and verses. Words are my safe place, my way of reaching out to the world beyond me and the one within me. Words come into my soul, they release or they capture what resides there. Words written on a page transform me, they become a part of me, they bring me solace and comfort and healing. When I read them I’m transported to the magical place where they were born and when I write them, they become my own magical place. Without words I would wither on the proverbial vine, without voice, without escape. I find sanctuary within them, they offer me respite when I am weary and they provide company when I am alone. Words have been my constant and faithful companions in life, words have never failed me.

9. Books – My first friends in life. Stories real and imagined. Histories, heroines, and heroes. Underdogs, villains, and victors. I’ve been to far off places, made up lands, and real life destinations though I’ve never travelled far. I’ve had adventures, I’ve been on quests and crusades, I’ve loved and I’ve lost and I’ve taken fantastical journeys and come home again. I’ve battled monsters and I’ve been where angels have tread. I have read my way into the future and traveled into the past. I’ve soared above the clouds and I’ve explored the depths of the earth. I’ve seen more than I ever knew there was to see. I became a part of every story I’ve ever read and there are still worlds and words out there, waiting for me.

10. Technology – It seems an odd way to end my list of thankful things, but without it, I wouldn’t have some of the friends I have today. I wouldn’t know some of the things I know. I couldn’t have done some of the things I have done, so it is certainly among the things I am so very thankful for. The world I grew up in was quite different from the one we now live in. In some ways I miss the days before computers connected us, and in other ways, I cannot imagine life without them. Vast amounts of knowledge are just a few keystrokes from me at any time, friends and family can be reached with the touch of a button. Books and music are just a mouse-click away.  But still, the excitement of receiving a letter in the mail or the anticipation of who’s on the other end of the line when the phone rings are things I sometimes miss. I often tell myself I’ll take the time to sit and write to someone the old-fashioned way, but I don’t do it often enough. I love the sound of a pen gliding across a piece of paper and the smell of ink before it dries. I still prefer the feeling of paper pages and revel in the sound they make when I turn from one to the next as I read. I do love this little world I have found behind the computer screen though . . .

100 Random Things I’m Thankful For

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  1. coffee
  2. things that smell like coconut
  3. the sound of my dog’s nails clicking down the hallway
  4. the sound the wind makes
  5. raindrops
  6. rainbows
  7. fresh sheets
  8. hearing from an old friend
  9. naps
  10. smiles from strangers
  11. nights that turn into mornings
  12. days that turn into nights
  13. paydays
  14. crisp apples
  15. ripe avocados
  16. remembering something
  17. finding something I thought was lost
  18. Pinterest
  19. dictionary.com
  20. the thesaurus
  21. moments of silence
  22. getting a great idea
  23. learning something new
  24. sweet tea
  25. earplugs
  26. bottled water
  27. new books
  28. old books
  29. blogs
  30. Facebook
  31. friends
  32. memories
  33. silver change
  34. cake
  35. insulin
  36. fluffy clouds
  37. candles
  38. DVRs
  39. Nutella
  40. good hair days
  41. starting something new
  42. finishing something
  43. comfortable shoes
  44. shirts without tags
  45. empty journals
  46. filled journals
  47. gel pens
  48. unbroken fingernails
  49. ceiling fans
  50. digital cameras
  51. ladybugs
  52. butterflies
  53. sale prices
  54. art
  55. epiphanies
  56. moments of serendipity
  57. music
  58. snuggly blankets
  59. blooming flowers
  60. Wifi
  61. funny jokes
  62. cell phones
  63. body pillows
  64. cotton t-shirts
  65. stretchy jeans
  66. waterfalls
  67. blessings in disguise
  68. old photo albums
  69. comfortable chairs
  70. memory foam mattresses
  71. freedom
  72. people who write books
  73. self adhesive stamps
  74. bookmarks
  75. squishy stress balls
  76. bookstores
  77. piggy banks
  78. comfy bras
  79. gift bags
  80. dreams that come true
  81. window shades
  82. crackling campfires
  83. reusable grocery bags
  84. nice people
  85. banana walnut muffins
  86. home
  87. floss toothpicks
  88. sharp scissors
  89. comfortable pajamas
  90. junk drawers
  91. flash drives
  92. empty roads
  93. sticky notes
  94. bookshelves
  95. cream cheese frosting
  96. closet space
  97. good lighting
  98. Olive Garden breadsticks
  99. reading glasses
  100. thousands of other things

 

TToT – Ten-in-a-box ~ Things I love

Miss Lizzi was nominated to share ’10-in-a-box’ – ten things in her house which make her happy or hold some significance for her, and in turn, I was one of her nominees. Before I get to my own, I just want to say I loved the items Lizzi chose ~ I am a little in love with a certain bejeweled froggy she posted, I kind of love froggies, I have one in my 10-in-a-box as well.

As I looked around my house it was difficult to choose, there are so many things, so many memories. I found myself smiling like a goofball while getting all misty-eyed nostalgic over all the little chotchkies and favorite things I’ve collected over the years.

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I’ll start with our froggy. I have no idea how old he is, he belonged to my husband’s grandparents – He remembers stuffing pennies into his mouth when he was just a little guy. When grandpa passed away, the frog became a member of our own family, (much to the dismay of many other family members) and was once again happily (he looks quite happy) storing away the pennies our children fed him with delight. He’s large and heavy and, I think, delightfully beautiful in a fun sort of way. He survived many years and many little hands, and then one day, I dropped a glass candle jar on him and shattered his frickin face. I cried. I gathered the pieces I could salvage and glued him back together as best I could. sigh

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These photos of my husband and I when were we each around 2 years old. Don’t they just look like they were meant to be side by side? I have a little red ball, he has a little red race car – both of us in the unofficially required early seventies striped shirts. It makes my heart smile every time I get a glimpse of them.

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Another photo – This is my favorite picture of us – My little sister and her impish smile, my beautiful mother, and of course, me.

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A lovely little Underwood I found in an antique mall in Oklahoma. Some of its pieces are missing, but I fell instantly, and madly in love with it. If it was in working order I would use it every day.

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This pink elephant. It’s one half of a little ceramic salt & pepper set – My mom gave it to me. When I was little, I had a pink elephant. Her name was Tina and she went everywhere with me. She was my best friend. I don’t know when she stopped being my imaginary friend, she’s still with me though, in my memories.

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Books. They are everywhere in my home. On shelves, in cabinets, in piles . . . I have a large collection of antique books that live among the newer ones. I treasure every single one.

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I found him at a thrift store, I love piggy banks and this one simply had to come home with me. He looks old, I can’t be certain how old, but hopefully he will live to a ripe old age in my home – as long as I don’t drop anything on his head.

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When it comes to gift giving, I’m not an easy person to buy for, but, sometimes my family finds the perfect thing. These are examples of perfect things for me. I’m a little kooky, I love owls and when my son saw this bust, he knew it was just right for me. He compliments the wonderful ampersand my husband found for me, don’t you think?

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This is a beautiful gift from my mother, it’s one of my favorite things. The top comes off and I can keep treasures inside, of course, the treasure is the piece itself and the memories attached to it.

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This last item isn’t really an item, if we ever move I’m taking it with me though. Sheet rock is easy to cut. This precious memory is in my laundry room, right behind my washer and dryer and I see it every day. There are a couple of these little notes around my house. My mom is always with me in some way.

I’m supposed to nominate people now, but I’ve used up all my time for today – a few other things I am EXCEEDINGLY thankful for need tending to – My beautiful daughter is on her way to us right now! She is flying in for my son’s graduation ceremony tonight! I am so happy I can barely contain it! For four days I’ll have all my babies with me . . . I have so much to be thankful for.

TToT – Ten Things of Thankful #4! Survived ANOTHER week!

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And another week has passed us by, I’m tempted to say it would probably be easier to come of with a list of ten things I am not thankful for, but that would sort of defeat the purpose of this fabulous link-up. I’m quite certain by the time I’ve finished writing about the good stuff though, the not-so-good-stuff will be shoved into some dark little corner of my mind where it will hopefully stay until it simply fades away. The power of positive thinking and all that.

Alright then, onto my happy place . . .

Xanax. I am exceedingly thankful for Xanax.

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Candles in jars – My candle ban has been lifted, providing I only use the ones that come in jars.

Here’s why —> It was an accident!

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Coffee. Because it will always be on my list of things I am thankful for.

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My daughter will be here at the end of the month for her little brother’s high school graduation. I miss that precious stinker.

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Anger management. I am thankful I am capable of it – especially when driving, going to the grocery store, the mall, Walmart, the post office, or my kid’s bathroom.

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Hair clips. It’s hot and I’m lazy.

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Caller ID.

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My kids are old enough to fend for themselves in the kitchen.

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Anything that is at least 50% off when I need it.

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I am thankful I awoke this morning with less pain than the day before, thankful for the amazing clouds that drifted above me today, thankful for time – time to write, time to read, time to spend with those I cherish most. I am thankful for the random act of kindness I witnessed today and I am thankful God has blessed me with so much to be thankful for . . .things-were-thankful-for-112713-feat-630x350

Celebrating TToT with 110 Thankful Things

c3ef4af482e44bf220bc9a091eb498ddTToT is in celebration mode! 100 link-ups and going strong! I’ve been reading the Thankful Things posts longer than I’ve been participating, this is only my third time joining in and since we’re celebrating, I added 100 random things I’m thankful for to my ten things.

Lizzi’s lists have always made me smile, they’ve reminded me to be thankful for things I may have forgotten to be thankful for. Thank you for that my friend, it’s done my heart good.

Sometimes at the end of a long week it’s easy to forget the moments that touched our hearts in the midst of all the hustle and bustle, taking the time to sit down and think about them has left me with a grateful heart. Stopping to read what others have taken the time to share has also been a lovely reminder of the things in my life I’m thankful for.

Often it’s the big stuff I think about – family and love and all the good and wonderful things I’ve been blessed with, and sometimes it’s the smaller things, like the gentleman that held the door for me at the gas station or the blue jays that sometimes stop to visit me in the yard. This week my list is filled with the big things as well as a bunch of the little things.

Thank you all for reminding me to be thankful.

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1. Faith – God is the cornerstone of my life. He is the floor beneath me, the roof above me, and the walls that surround me. He is my shelter from the storm. Faith keeps me going when I am sure I can go no further. It is the promise and the hope I cling to when I feel I am falling. It is my light in the dark places, it is my anchor when I am adrift, and the wind in my sails when I haven’t strength enough to row. Faith is the hand that steadies me when I falter, it is my compass when I am lost. It is the voice that tells me I can when I think I cannot. Faith is the foundation on which I stand when my solid ground turns to quickly shifting sands beneath me.

2. Family – The ones who’ve surrounded me with love since the day I was born. The ones that have cradled me in love and acceptance and unconditional love throughout my life. The ones who still do and the ones who continue to fill a place in my heart even though they’ve parted from this life. I see their smiles when I close my eyes, I hear their voices in silent moments, and I feel the love they’ve given me, always. My Grandparents, sisters, aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces, and nephews will always be a part of me.

3. My Mother – My teacher, my protector, my inspiration, my mentor, my friend. She carried me within her and then held me in her arms, she took me by the hand and by the heart and led me into life. Sometimes I followed her, sometimes she let me lead. She sacrificed and she gave, she sheltered and she pushed. She gave me wings and she taught me to fly. She has been my hero, my guardian, and my guide. She’s picked me up when I’ve fallen and she’s found me when I’ve been lost. She is everything I could ever hope to be.

4. My Father, My dad – My father planted the seed of life, my life. The twists and turns life’s journey sometimes takes placed us on different roads and he loved me enough to travel another until the day came when our paths would meet again and we would walk together as he’d one day dreamed we would. Now we know the way to where the other resides. My dad was not the man who planted the seed, but he lovingly tended to the garden in which I grew. He tilled and toiled in the soil as he watched me bloom and blossom. He nourished the ground beneath me, he made certain my roots were planted firmly. Those twists and turns led him away one day, but the care he took when he had it to give left me strong enough to continue to grow in his absence.

5. My Husband – My first love, my forever love. I wasn’t going to fall in love. Ever. I decided it when I was just a little girl, and then, when I was still a little girl in many ways – I fell in love with him. They said at 16 love is something you don’t fall into, but I did. He changed me and he changes me still. Something in his eyes told me love doesn’t always hurt, it doesn’t always end in pain and it wasn’t something I should deny myself. Even when I thought ours wasn’t going to be a story with a happy ending, I was still glad to have been a part of it, and as the pages continued to turn, the story kept unfolding and it has yet to end.

6. My Children – They are the reason every breath I take has meaning. They are my sun and my moon and every beat of my heart. They each came into my life, little pieces of love and completed something in me, they filled voids I didn’t know were hollow. I thought I knew the true meaning of love and then they looked into my eyes and I realized love was so much more than I’d ever known it to be. My life began the day theirs did, a new beginning with each tiny heart that began to beat. Never has there been a more beautiful sound. I used to hold their little hands in mine, and now they hold my hand in theirs and each of them carry a piece of my heart wherever they go.

7. Friends – I’ve been blessed by friendship. Somehow, through some miracle of love, I’ve chose and been chosen back by the best of the best and I’ve not words enough to describe the joys they have given me. I don’t surround myself with them, yet they surround me always. I’ve known some for nearly a lifetime, some for what seems like the blink of an eye, and yet, in my heart – they all reside. I’m so very different from most of them and they are each different from the others, but we have a connection that bridges those differences and leads us to a beautiful place. I don’t know if I am a good friend, I hope I am. I sometimes go for long spells without reaching out, I don’t chat on the phone for hours or hang out, but I’m there if they need me and I know they are there when I need them. Some of us have held hands, we’ve shared hugs and tears and laughter. Some of us appear to each other as letter after letter beneath the blinking cursor on a screen or visit each other through inboxes and emails, but I can feel the hugs we sometimes share just the same.

8. Words – I reside in a world of words, the characters that come together to form them, creating sentences and paragraphs; chapters and verses. Words are my safe place, my way of reaching out to the world beyond me and the one within me. Words come into my soul, they release or they capture what resides there. Words written on a page transform me, they become a part of me, they bring me solace and comfort and healing. When I read them I’m transported to the magical place where they were born and when I write them, they become my own magical place. Without words I would wither on the proverbial vine, without voice, without escape. I find sanctuary within them, they offer me respite when I am weary and they provide company when I am alone. Words have been my constant and faithful companions in life, words have never failed me.

9. Books – My first friends in life. Stories real and imagined. Histories, heroines, and heroes. Underdogs, villains, and victors. I’ve been to far off places, made up lands, and real life destinations though I’ve never travelled far. I’ve had adventures, I’ve been on quests and crusades, I’ve loved and I’ve lost and I’ve taken fantastical journeys and come home again. I’ve battled monsters and I’ve been where angels have tread. I have read my way into the future and travelled into the past. I’ve soared above the clouds and I’ve explored the depths of the earth. I’ve seen more than I ever knew there was to see. I became a part of every story I’ve ever read and there are still worlds and words out there, waiting for me.

10. Technology – It seems an odd way to end my list of thankful things, but without it, I wouldn’t have some of the friends I have today. I wouldn’t know some of the things I know. I couldn’t have done some of the things I have done, so it is certainly among the things I am so very thankful for. The world I grew up in was quite different from the one we now live in. In some ways I miss the days before computers connected us, and in other ways, I cannot imagine life without them. Vast amounts of knowledge are just a few keystrokes from me at any time, friends and family can be reached with the touch of a button. Books and music are just a mouse-click away.  But still, the excitement of receiving a letter in the mail or the anticipation of who’s on the other end of the line when the phone rings are things I sometimes miss. I often tell myself I’ll take the time to sit and write to someone the old-fashioned way, but I don’t do it often enough. I love the sound of a pen gliding across a piece of paper and the smell of ink before it dries. I still prefer the feeling of paper pages and revel in the sound they make when I turn from one to the next as I read. I do love this little world I have found behind the computer screen though . . .

100 Random Things I’m Thankful For

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  1. coffee
  2. things that smell like coconut
  3. the sound of my dog’s nails clicking down the hallway
  4. the sound the wind makes
  5. raindrops
  6. rainbows
  7. fresh sheets
  8. hearing from an old friend
  9. naps
  10. smiles from strangers
  11. nights that turn into mornings
  12. days that turn into nights
  13. paydays
  14. crisp apples
  15. ripe avocados
  16. remembering something
  17. finding something I thought was lost
  18. Pinterest
  19. dictionary.com
  20. the thesaurus
  21. moments of silence
  22. getting a great idea
  23. learning something new
  24. sweet tea
  25. earplugs
  26. bottled water
  27. new books
  28. old books
  29. blogs
  30. Facebook
  31. friends
  32. memories
  33. silver change
  34. cake
  35. insulin
  36. fluffy clouds
  37. candles
  38. DVRs
  39. Nutella
  40. good hair days
  41. starting something new
  42. finishing something
  43. comfortable shoes
  44. shirts without tags
  45. empty journals
  46. filled journals
  47. gel pens
  48. unbroken fingernails
  49. ceiling fans
  50. digital cameras
  51. ladybugs
  52. butterflies
  53. sale prices
  54. art
  55. epiphanies
  56. moments of serendipity
  57. music
  58. snuggly blankets
  59. blooming flowers
  60. Wifi
  61. funny jokes
  62. cell phones
  63. body pillows
  64. cotton t-shirts
  65. stretchy jeans
  66. waterfalls
  67. blessings in disguise
  68. old photo albums
  69. comfortable chairs
  70. memory foam mattresses
  71. freedom
  72. people who write books
  73. self adhesive stamps
  74. bookmarks
  75. squishy stress balls
  76. bookstores
  77. piggy banks
  78. comfy bras
  79. gift bags
  80. dreams that come true
  81. window shades
  82. crackling campfires
  83. reusable grocery bags
  84. nice people
  85. banana walnut muffins
  86. home
  87. floss toothpicks
  88. sharp scissors
  89. comfortable pajamas
  90. junk drawers
  91. flash drives
  92. empty roads
  93. sticky notes
  94. bookshelves
  95. cream cheese frosting
  96. closet space
  97. good lighting
  98. Olive Garden breadsticks
  99. reading glasses
  100. thousands of other things

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Ten Things of Thankful – Thank you for reminding me to be thankful.

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I wasn’t going to write a TToT, there is a chance I may not even complete it now that I’ve decided to begin, BUT, I need to focus on being thankful – I’m a wee bit on the pissy side and I really need to change that. No one likes it when I’m pissy. I don’t like it when I’m pissy.

Reading a handful and a half of other TToT posts inspired me to sit my butt down and write. So there ya are – I am thankful. Thankful to each and every one of you who take the time to share the things you’re thankful for, even when you might be in the midst of one of those weeks yourself. It makes me feel connected and less alone. Thank you.

Today I cried. I’m thankful for that, I needed a good cry. I didn’t need the stuffy nose, puffy eyes, and headache that immediately followed, but I’ll not dwell on those – the cry felt good, it was cleansing. In the midst of my melancholy, I did something so entirely out of character for me – I reached out to a friend. I messaged her just so someone out there knew I was losing it and she helped me pull it together. Thank you my sweet Lizzi. I am thankful for you. And Xanax, I am thankful for Xanax as well.

I’m thankful for the glorious rains falling on my little corner of the world this week. I can’t help but think those precious drops of rain began to fall as much to nourish my soul as they did to nourish the land. I let my tears rain down right along with them, and like the rains cleanse all they touch, my tears cleansed me as well. So very thankful.

My daughter passed her finals and will soon be a certified EMT, she’ll continue, perhaps, onto paramedic training. We’ll see. She is young, She’s been a cashier, a firefighter, a student, and now she stocks the ambulances she may soon be saving someone in. My youngest son, my baby, will be eighteen this month. He drove me to Walmart yesterday. Their older brothers are making small strides of their own. Thankful is not nearly a powerful enough word to express my gratitude for these children I’ve been blessed with. My heroes. This week I wished they were little again, the feeling was fleeting, but it was strong. I miss the little ones they once were sometimes. No, thankful is not a powerful enough word.

I’m thankful for coffee. Silly thing to include, but I truly am. Especially the cup my husband brings me every morning before he heads off for a long day of work. He doesn’t have to do it, make me coffee every morning, but he does. That is really rather sweet, isn’t it?

Soft and snuggly blankets, books I don’t want to put down, words that reach across the miles and wrap around my heart, bedtime, music, empty laundry baskets, and silence – I am thankful.

Thankful and not quite as pissy as I was when I began . . .

 

10 Things of Thankful – My very first one

10 Things of Thankful

I’ve been meaning to do a TToT post for a long time now . . . I tend to procrastinate. A lot. It’s not that I don’t have a multitude of things to be thankful for and it’s not that I am an ungrateful recipient of my blessings – I’m just lazy sometimes. When you combine lazy and writer’s block with a somewhat sour mood, nothing happens. I’ve had a whole lot of nothing happening of late. Nada.

Today though, I have decided to try to wriggle and wrestle at least a few words from my cluttered, clouded, and cobweb covered mind and force them to visit the page in hopes they dance their way to life. I’m afraid it may be a bit like an impromptu, poorly choreographed, and unrehearsed interpretive type of dance however. Bear with me until I take my unsteady bow and the curtain falls.

Cue Lights ~ I opened my curtains this morning to a glorious sun streaming through the glass, the gentle rays sunrise -early risersfiltered into my room, illuminating and shooing away any remnants of night still trying to linger there.  It hurt my eyes so I closed them and vowed to remain in the shadows for the rest of the day, BUT, that has been getting me nowhere these past several weeks so I opened them once again and slid the window open wide. I’d forgotten how thankful I was to live in a place where the weather is almost always quite pleasant, or at the very least, not too terribly unpleasant.

Cue Sound ~ Such a sweet song welcomed me to the day. The birds were in full chorus, happily serenading the sun and the breeze and the beautiful trees on which they perched. Though if I’m being honest, and I certainly always strive to be, I almost closed the window because their cheer was of a slight annoyance to me, BUT, I didn’t. I listened until I felt the joy of which they sang. Nature’s soothing sounds are a symphony to the senses if you stop long enough to truly give them audience. How can anyone not feel thankful when the air is filled with an enchanting aria that moves even the tiny flowers at your feet.

Places Everyone ~ Sitting before my open window, allowing the outside to find its way in, I began to think about my day. I started mentally scrolling through my internal list of things in need of doing, places in need of going, and chores in need of . . . choring. Whatever. My mind began to wander however, as it always seems to do, and I found myself deep in thoughts of other things. Books waiting to be read, words waiting to be written, and thoughts waiting to be thought. The kids were still snoozing and I was still pondering when my husband came in with a hot cup of coffee for me. No list of needs or wants, just a perfect cup of caffeinated morning perfection. The calm of the morning began to settle within me. My heart was overwhelmed with gratitude for mornings like this, for every morning actually. Every new start to every new day is a glorious gift.

Acte I ~ One of my favorite sounds this world has to offer aside from silence and the laughter of my children, is my mother’s voice. Two rings echoing across the miles and I hear it. It fills my heart and when she tells me she hopes I have a wonderful day I believe I will. Among my greatest treasures is her friendship. Daily she gives me love and hope and guidance, just like she has since they day she first held me in her arms. I am so much more than grateful for my mother. She inspires me. She fills me with awe and delight. Her love has carried me through life and it always will. I can hear her smile, I don’t have to see it to know it’s there. I hear her voice when we cannot speak, I feel her comfort when we are apart. I haven’t enough words to express how thankful I am to have the honor of simply being her daughter.

Acte II ~ The friendships I’ve forged in the virtual world have so often fueled me and fulfilled me. Friendship is a beautiful thing, it’s different for me than it is for some; I don’t spend my days chatting on the phone with them or shopping or hanging out or whatever it is that friends so often do. My connections with friends span many miles, sometimes thousands as I read the words they’ve typed to the brightly lit screens that connect us. Sometimes I long to sit with them in some cozy little coffee shop somewhere and spend hours lost in conversations about anything and everything and nothing. Sometimes I wish I could reach out and hold their hands or wrap them in a hug, but I have to hope the words I share convey my feelings, I have to hope they are enough. I have to hope they know how truly thankful I am for their presence in my life, that our friendship is real and I value it with the whole of my heart.

Entr’acte ~ I’ve gathered my things – a replenished cup of coffee, today’s book, my reading glasses, and my laptop – I’ve settled myself beneath the big umbrella on the porch. There is a perfect breeze tiptoeing through the radiating rays of the bright and brilliant beacon above me and the birds have lulled themselves into softly muted sonnets of incidental poetry, gently warbling verse high above in the treetops. I feel the need to whisper a silent prayer of gratitude for the moments like this, moments I too often take for granted.

Acte III ~ There is something soothing to my soul in the sound of the keys as my thoughts frolic through my fingers as they aid them to their place on the screen that sits before me. It doesn’t quite compare to the mellifluous movement of a pen gliding across the surface of a page however, that is the music to which my dreams are composed of. You have to listen for it sometimes, but once you hear it, it resonates within your soul, at least it does so in mine. That I was given the gift of words, that I was enabled with the ability to share the beatings of my heart for others to hear is more than a blessing to me, so much more, and I am forever thankful for it.

Acte IV ~ I’m exceedingly thankful for the whole of life, the ups and even the downs, after all – we only learn to rise by falling. I’ve taken a few tumbles and made a few missteps, but my journey has made me strong, stronger than I ever thought I could be. The hardships I’ve faced in life have been the stepping-stones that led me to where I am, how could I not be thankful for them? If you face the thorns, you’ll find the roses hidden within the brambles. The Lord above knows I’ve faced my share of thorns, he allowed them to grow here and there so I might learn to find the beauty within them. He allowed them to prick me so I would learn to heal. He let them grow across my path so I would learn to find a better way. I could have stopped and made my heart a home where they blocked my passage, but my faith taught me to soar above them and I did. Looking down I saw their blooming petals unfold, unafraid and unaltered by the thorns below them, and I knew then that no matter what my thorns might be, I was going to bloom just like those roses.

Acte VII ~ This day is nearing the end of its reign, the sun is setting and the stars are peeking through the moonlightdarkness spreading itself across the sky. The air is still, the little birds have quieted for the night and the crickets have replaced their song with one of their own. The moon is peering through my open window now, as if to say goodnight. I’ve always been thankful for the night, it holds a beauty all of its own, unlike any other. The ebony sky sings a silent lullaby, soothing the world beneath it to slumber. I admit, there are times I fear the night. The darkness. The quiet that sometimes settles upon me like a shroud. The sun always rises though, it always rises, so I must be thankful for the night, for without it, morning could not come.

Crystal R. Cook

~ Le Fini ~