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Thirty Days of Thanks, Day Thirty

Wow. I can’t believe it’s already the 30th day. While I might not have writ­ten the most elo­quent of posts, at least I accom­plished the task at hand … which was to try to write daily.

I for­got how I love to write and had hon­estly put things aside because I’ve been too busy. Well, I’m still busy but at least I’ve made the effort to set aside time to write. I just hope I can con­tinue the trend of writ­ing more, because I hate to dis­ap­pear for long peri­ods of time. I hate to lose the skill. (Not that I’m the best of writ­ers, any­way … but you get the point.)

So on this last day, I am thank­ful for this exer­cise. Not only did it force me to write daily, but it forced me to look at what I have in my life and be grate­ful for what I have.

Thirty Days of Thanks, Day Twenty-​​Nine

Boy, it’s get­ting colder out there. And dark. I really don’t like this time of year because it’s dark when you go into work and dark when you leave. That’s why every year I look for­ward to the win­ter equinox … the longest night of the year. That just means that we’ve turned the cor­ner and the nights will start to get shorter and the days longer.

Of course, that date (win­ter equinox) is Decem­ber 21st, every year. Except this year it’s 2012. You know, Decem­ber 21, 2012 … the end of the Mayan cal­en­dar and sup­pos­edly “the end of the world”?  <snig­ger snigger>

All this means is win­ter is def­i­nitely around the cor­ner. Which means, at least in the north­ern half of the US, snow will soon be on the ground.

Not that I don’t like snow. It’s pretty to look at and to play in. But not exactly fun to clean off your car or shovel your driveway.

Work­ing down­town, I do see a fair share of home­less peo­ple … and I always think of how hard win­ters must be on them. I’m sure their sit­u­a­tions are hard all around, but throw cold weather into the mix? I’ve gotta believe that’s just one more added stress.

That’s why today I’m grate­ful for a roof over my head and the warmth that a house pro­vides to us. I real­ize that we may not keep it as tidy as it should be, but it’s a place that Hubby & I can call our home.

 

Thirty Days of Thanks, Day Twenty-​​Seven

Din­ner. Red­coat Tav­ern. Clam chow­der & Red­coat burger.

Yep, that’s what I’m thank­ful for today.

Thirty Days of Thanks, Day Twenty-​​Six

Well, I have to say … going back to work after a four-​​day week­end was tough. Lots of issues to trouble-​​shoot, lots of reports to go through. But as busy as it was, I’m grate­ful for the work. It def­i­nitely made my brain work harder… not to men­tion that it made the day go by faster!

So today I am thank­ful that I have a job.

Thirty Day of Thanks, Day Twenty-​​Five

I stayed up way too late last night. Which, in turn, had me wak­ing up pretty late this morning.

Not that I did any­thing excit­ing but watch TV and do laun­dry last night. But that’s okay by me. I’m too old to be out past mid­night these days.

In fact, that’s what I’m thank­ful for … being able to sleep in. I know that this is a lux­ury that most peo­ple don’t have.

Thirty Days of Thanks, Day Twenty-​​Four

Why can’t we have more four-​​day week­ends? I can get a lot more things done if given four days off every week.

Of course, when I mean “get things done,” it really means “do fun things” like go to the movies. And start Christ­mas shop­ping. And knit.

Oh, and clear out the DVR which has been almost at max capac­ity for the past cou­ple of weeks. Thank God for hol­i­day breaks in TV programming.

But that’s not what I’m thank­ful for today. What I’m thank­ful for is the time spent with Hubby doing all these things this weekend.

Except the knit­ting part. Because he don’t knit. :-)

Thirty Days of Thanks, Day Twenty-​​Three

I have two kids at home. They rely on me to feed them and keep them warm and love them unconditionally.

So what if they have fur and walk on all fours?

Yep, my kid­dos are my dog and my cat. Two adorable pets that we adopted. One beagle-​​shepherd mix (Kozzy) who’s absolutely adorable, but not nec­es­sar­ily the sharpest tool in the shed. And one black cat (Yami) who likes to think she’s the bright­est crayon in the box.

The two of them, though not the kind of kids I thought I’d have, are my chil­dren.

I’m so thank­ful to have them in my life.

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I’d be remiss if I didn’t include my third furbaby, Rain. Espe­cially since it was Thanks­giv­ing week­end when we had to let her go. Not a day goes by that I don’t miss her …

Thirty Days of Thanks, Day Twenty-​​Two

Kairi and Tyler, sit­ting on my lap!

Today is the ulti­mate day of thanks … at least here in the U.S. Noth­ing like watch­ing “America’s Thanks­giv­ing Day Parade” in Detroit and then head­ing down to Ford Field to watch the Lions play the Hous­ton Tex­ans (we were robbed of that game!) to make it a Detroit-​​type of Thanks­giv­ing Day. Top it off with a Turkey din­ner at the In-​​Laws, it’s just been a won­der­ful type of day.

So what am I thank­ful for today? Fam­ily, for one. I just wish I could spend it with every­one in my fam­ily. It’s always hard dur­ing the hol­i­days try­ing to find a way to split time between two families.

Friends are also another thing that I’m thank­ful for. I may not always be in touch with them, but know­ing they’re out there makes life less lonely.

And of course, there’s the ever­last­ing love and devo­tion that I get from Hubby. That is some­thing that I never take for granted and am so thank­ful that I’m blessed with hav­ing such a best friend and soul­mate for my husband.

So there you have it … three things I’m absolutely thank­ful for this Thanksgiving.

Happy Thanks­giv­ing to you all!

Thirty Days of Thanks, Day Twenty-​​One

Short, but sweet today. I am very thank­ful for the long hol­i­day weekend.

So what if I’m on call?

Thirty Days of Thanks, Day Twenty

Spent part of my day out­side today. That is, after spend­ing most of it indoors at work. But at least I got to leave in the early afternoon.

My Mom and I went to place a grave blan­ket on my Dad’s grave this after­noon. We bought a bare blan­ket and spent some time dec­o­rat­ing it with rib­bons and bows. This is the first time we decided to dec­o­rate it our­selves and we actu­ally had a fun time doing it. We did a fine job, if I do say so myself!

After­wards, we went out for an early din­ner and had some nice con­ver­sa­tion. Over­all, it was a great afternoon.

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So I’m think­ing that Mom & I should make it an annual thing … some­thing we can do together. Because there’s not much we do together.

It’s not that we don’t get along … it’s just that we don’t share a lot of the same inter­ests or find a lot of things in common.

I wish we could … find things more in com­mon. Which is strange to say, since she is my mother. We should have tons of things in com­mon. But we don’t.

It’s one of those things that I shouldn’t do … but I blame part of it on the fact that I don’t have children.

(Yes, I’m bring­ing out the “Infer­til­ity Card.”)

We’ve never really had much in com­mon, even grow­ing up. But I always thought that once I had a baby, I’d be able to turn to my Mom for some “I don’t know what the h*ll I’m doing”-bonding.

And even if we didn’t always see eye to eye, I would put our dif­fer­ences aside if my kids wanted to spend time with their “Lola.”

But since the kids/​grandkids thing isn’t going to hap­pen, I want to find some way to bond with my Mom; to con­nect with her.

So maybe it won’t be bond­ing over what lat­est funny thing “Johnny” just did. Maybe it’ll have to be bond­ing over what we’ve lost together … her, a hus­band; me, a dad.

What am I grate­ful for today? The time spent with Mom, bond­ing over my Dad.

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