I have - and yes, I'm going to say it - the best kids in the world. And that love that appears the first moment you know you are pregnant and grows till it bursts from your womb to your heart and into your every moment of life has been with me for over twenty-two years now. And it's not going anywhere.
I look around this house and like where I am. I like the colors on the walls and the wood on the floors. I like the way my bed feels at night and the sound of no alarm clock in the morning.
I'm in love with stretching my legs out at night and touching him. Crazy about waking at two in the morning to peek in on them.
And in all of these good things I cannot forget to scour my life hard for bad habits to break, good habits to start, and better and more ways to love my neighbors.
And in each breath I must adapt myself to be more like Christ.
And expectant for blessings . . .
My gratitude list continues . . .
hearing the wind through the screens
kind bankers when you make huge mistakes
thanksgiving crafts from Donna kind enough to share
shoebox shopping with my proud heart watching them love
shoebox packing party lovingly planned by Jennifer
laughing sharing potty-training tips
the joy of being over potty-training
the turning of the leaves
remembering that even in the death of leaves God shows beauty, which reminds me how much more thought and care He puts into loving me
painting. when I get passed being too lazy to get started I'm always revived and refreshed
remembering to thank God for gifts and talents
how my love completely balances me
anticipating the holidays with Janice and Penny - waiting is already pained
watching my baby sister be a mama
and the joy this new little boy has brought
My list, #'s 721-738.