Going to pause wedding thoughts for abit to Think About Being Thankful. I am grateful for:
- Rainy nights at the lake. Hearing the drops bounce on the deck is music.
- Friends who respond to desperate requests for help.
- Memories.
- This blog, which is bursting with memories.
- Smarties.
- Harvest moons.
- Ice cubes.
- Designers who know how to push pixels around.
- Sisters who know how to deal with hair.
- Fall leaves.
- Stormy clouds.
- Firm mattresses.
- Rooms with windows.
- Reading glasses.
- Socks.
- Hormones.
- His plan.
- Nail polish on toes.
- Texts.
- Texts that begin with the words, "Hi mom".
- Seawalls.
- Especially Vancouver's seawalls.
- New experiences.
- Laughter.
- Almonds.
- Movies.
- Memoirs.
- Book clubs, in general. Mine, specifically.
- Read-a-thons.
- Quiet evenings.
- Loud evenings.
- BBQ'ed salmon.
- Meals made by someone other than me.
- A house that doesn't wash away in the rain.
- Forgiveness.
- Gentle people.
- My job.
- Corn on the Cob.
- Families.
- Enthusiasm.
- Bubble baths.
- Couples who hold hands.
- Sunsets.
- Textures.
- The smell of a turkey cooking.
- People who want to make a difference.
- People who do make a difference.
- Acts of generosity.
- Indoor plumbing.
- Purple sparkly dresses.
- Hotel beds.
- Books that make you think.
- Long conversations where weight is not a topic being discussed.
- Mango scented creams and lotions.
- Hugs.
- Rugs.
- Cancer drugs.
- Free wifi.
- Star filled skies.
- Weeping willow trees.
- Suntanned knees
- Answered prayer; both the yes's and the no's.
- Britis television shows.
- Powerful sermons.
- Feather pillows.
- Musicians.
- Anticipation.
- Internet friendships.
- Travel opportunities.
- The folks I work with.
- The organization I work for.
- The church I attend.
- The men who've invested time and effort in my sons.
- Filing cabinets.
- Closet shelves.
- The sound of the wind in the trees through an open window at night.
- Long weekends.
- Thanksgiving Day.
- English Bay.
- Fields of hay.
- The letter J.
- The month of May.
- And June, July. August.
- Business that provide good customer service.
- Clothes that fit.
- Friends who knit.
- Comfortable boots.
- Mennonite roots.
- Red bras. (Mine is missing. Anyone seen it?)
- Series on Netflix.
- Actors who act their guts out.
- Writers who write believable dialogue and spellbinding stories.
- Bridges.
- Bridges with sidewalks.
- Autumn leaves.
- Spring leaves.
- Photographs.
- Old family videos.
- Sons who play Scattegories.
- Lamps with 60 watt bulbs.
- Kindles.
- The knowledge we have that He's got this.
- Curling irons.
- Lacy tops.
- New mops.
- Lists.
- Heaven.
- The gospel.
- Secret crushes.
- Handwritten letters.
- Photo books.
- Happy cooks.
- Smiles.
- Thick towels.
- Working bowels.
- Saturday mornings.
- Daydreams.
- Deck furniture.
- Campfires.
- Tea dates.
- Brown eyes.
- Strong hands.
- Pick up trucks.
- Smile wrinkles.
- Glowing brides.
- Sunshine rides.
- Happy grooms.
- Wedding days.
- Young love.
- Old love.
- Rekindled love.
- Heated seats.
- Vehicle insurance.
- Leftovers.
- Zippers.
- Umbrellas.
- Soft kleenex.
- Blue eyes.
- Clear skies.
- This place.
- His love.
- My story.
- Chocolate.
- Misty mornings.
- Smart people.
- Miracles.
- Parents who love me.
- Daughter in laws.
- AA
- NA
- Recovery.
- Instagram.
- Stories of hope.
- Stories of healing.
- Jesus.
- Bromances.
- Electricians.
- Painters.
- People with pick up trucks.
- October.
Happy Thanksgiving, friends.
xo
1 comment:
Happy Thanksgiving. I enjoy reading your lists because it prompts me to think about what I'm grateful for. Seven days...exciting times. What series are you watching on Netflix?
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