Hello Readers.
Today I sit writing a draft in a notebook. I've been thinking a lot about life. We all do, I know, but not the day to day mundane events. The things that reach the deepest abyss of one's soul. That kind of thinking, admittedly, is par for the course for me. And a bit exhausting. Spending hours pondering everything and reveling in all of the beauty filling my range of
vision is not an extraordinary but ordinary days in my life. However, with Thanksgiving just around the corner I was also thinking of you. Experience has shown me that many people can have this depth of thought- the kind that moves the soul, almost to tears with gratitude for all that surrounds us and pain mixed with confusion at the thought that anyone feels any less appreciative - hurting one another, or worse. I wanted to focus on reminding others to think deep within. Search for what truly means something to you. And take it. Grab hold and nuture it. For me? Wow. It's a challenge defining such a vast love.
I love life. I love to help people, to nurture, to cultivate a closeness a bond that can last me at least a lifetime. I am grateful for that. Grateful for my family, our health, the house, the noise the children make when I have a migraine because they are doing what I believe our Creator has put them here to do. To live life fully in the moment. With virve. I am grateful for my husband. A person I love and admire. Someone who has my respect because of who he is and not because that's just as it should be. He earned it from day one. I knew deep within he was a man of great character. A type not often seen today......
I am grateful for people. I am continually enlightened by watching others and I hope to never stop learning. Grateful for a handful of friends I consider my family. In them I have found an extension of my own soul that often a family member can not fulfill try as they may.
I turn to you. What are you grateful? Not just on Thanksgiving. I honestly say a prayer of gratitude for everyone I mentioned at least once a day. What moves you? Who touches you? What makes you stop whatever you're doing.....and think. The moss on your brick driveway? A blue cloudless sky on a very crisp cool morn? The sights and sounds of your children in rumpled pjs, tossled hair, and cheshire smiles jumping into your bed for a Sunday snuggle? Or for you is it a bright red envelope you didn't expect in a mailbox overrun with bills?
Let me know. I'd like to expand my own list. Until next time Happy Thanksgiving. Everyday,
LD
Please be sure to view my gratitude photo album. You may be in it, or at least share similar things for which you are grateful. http://lola.typepad.com/photos/gratitude/











