Well, I’ve finally recovered enough from the holiday to write. I had a wonderful meal at my mom’s with two of my brother’s and one brother’s girlfriend and son. We had ham instead of turkey so no after lunch snoozing. Mom’s homemade scratch cake with pour over icing (rich enough to make your teeth hurt) rounded off the day. Ahhh…..
It would have been absolutely perfect if my son had been there instead of at his dad’s; too far away to split the day. Instead we text messaged each other. We talk more now that he’s in another state than when he lived in the next room.
Things I’m thankful for but don’t often think about:
A roof over my head. It doesn’t even leak and in about twenty years I’ll own it. By then it’ll leak. It’s a small house, but it’s just me so it’s enough.
Family. Those annoying people who share the same bloodline with me. The one’s that are there when you need them even if it’s inconvenient to them. The one’s I’d be lost without. Family is complex. They are the only one’s allowed to hurt my heart and yet remain in it.
My dog. The mutt. Annoying, demanding, attention hound that cost an arm and a leg to maintain. Still better than an alarm system and on average cheaper. He loves me even when I’m in a bad (rotten) mood. He takes the blame when I come home in a foul mood and begs for forgiveness for doing something even though he has no idea what he did. Talk about a living guilt trip. Moments after yelling you are guilt ridden which translates to a long belly rub and most likely a walk.
My car. Old and rattling. It gets me from point A to point B. The heat works and so does the a/c.
My job(s). Complained about regularly I do realise that without them I wouldn’t have the house, the car, or the dog.
God. He too is regularly taken for granted to my shame. I forget to pray. I forget to be thankful. I forget to tell others about Him. Yet, He is there when I turn to Him. Ready to forgive; to love; to help. No one can take one of His children from Him, but they can walk away from Him. I find my back turned from Him way too often in my busy life.
My health. Not perfect, but definitely better than many. And it would be even better if I’d take charge (responsibilty) for it and eat better and exercise more. This would make the mutt happier as well. The exercising not the eating better.
The sun. The rain. Flowers. Birds singing. The list could be endless once you sit down and really think about it.
What are you thankful for? Let me know.
