As with every year, I have so very much to be thankful for. I had planned to write a post all about it, but, instead, spent my day relaxing and enjoying myself and my family. I got to sleep in, thanks to my mother who was willing to entertain Isaiah. After lunch, I went to visit my friend’s horses and bring them some treats (apples and carrots). Since the weather was so nice, I stayed out for a while, just enjoying the horses and the sunshine. I came home and edited pictures while Isaiah took a nap. When he woke up, he went outside with my dad to play with his giant ball. I joined them after a while to go to the park. We had tons of fun! Now Isaiah is sound asleep in his bed. DJ got home from Black Friday shopping with Isaiah’s big Christmas present (he saved me twenty bucks!) and now we’re just relaxing. So many things I can be thankful for in just this one day. I’m getting tired, so I’ll have to save sharing pictures of my day for tomorrow. I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving!
My dad read this at church last Sunday and I thought it would be nice to share here.
Trains, cars, airplanes, horses and buggies that allow us to travel great distances to share Thanksgiving with our loved ones.
The spouse who complains when dinner is not on time, because s/he is home with me, not with someone else.
The teenager who is complaining about doing dishes, because that means she is at home & not on the streets.
The mess to clean after a party because it means I have been surrounded by friends.
The taxes I pay because it means that I’m employed.
The clothes that fit a little too snug because it means I have enough to eat.
My shadow who watches me work because it means I am out in the sunshine.
A lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning and gutters that need fixing because it means I have a home.
All the complaining I hear about our government because it means we have freedom of speech.
The space I find at the far end of the parking lot because it means I am capable of walking.
My huge heating bill because it means I am warm.
The lady behind me in church who sings off key because it means that I can hear.
The piles of laundry and ironing because it means I have clothes to wear.
Weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day because it means I have been productive.
The alarm that goes off in the early morning hours because it means that I’m alive.
Getting too much email bogs me down but at least I know I have friends who are thinking of me.