Saturday Gratitude Post 6/7/2014

Welcome to my Saturday Gratitude Post.  Before I begin, I enjoy writing this post almost every week; may I suggest that some of you might enjoy writing a gratitude post weekly.  No rules, no themes.  Simply a post about your life and the blessings you experienced the previous week.

I am grateful for so many blessings, big and small, that touched me this week.  I am feeling very healthy, losing a little weight and, surprisingly, I’m not having difficulty sticking to the renal diet.  As a result, my blood sugars are far better, and I look relatively shapely right now.  I am so grateful that I am fighting myself all the time when I am caring for my body and my health.

Our weather is glorious — bright blue sky in the morning and early afternoon, then clouds and rain in the middle of the day, and finally back to clear skies for the latter part of the day.  Each day like this is a gift, and I spend a lot of time outdoors.  What a treat after such a long winter!

Someone is mowing grass outside, that lovely smell of cut grass blowing into my living room — a smell that, for me, embodies all the glories of summer.

Mom is much more contented, and enjoying an overall sense of good health, though her knees still bother her if she sits too long in the wrong chair.  The rest of the family is doing well; J., my next younger sister, lives with her family just north of San Diego.  The fire doesn’t usually reach their block, but they are close enough to unsettle nerves.  Nevertheless, J. is home with her husband M. and their daughter M., who just finished a successful year in college, and who will be dancing at SeaWorld this summer.

The rest of my family are happy, busy, and enjoying Spring.  My older sister can finally get into the pool, and that must feel like a little slice of heaven.  My brother’s son and daughter  serving  in their respective stations.  S. is at sea, and I wish I was there, too.  I love being on the ocean.  C2. is thriving down in Maryland —  she will be a wonderful doctor/nurse/medic or anything else she pursues. My brother’s oldest daughter is closer to home, trying and outgrowing ever retail job she’s had.  I know that she will decide where she belongs soon — C1 is a strong young woman.  Finally, my sister DB’s younger daughter, left high school after four remarkably interesting years, after several successful theater performances in which she shone.

I start back to work this Wednesday, and I can hardly wait.  Funny how four little hours a week are so important — I look forward to seeing my fellow workers, and all the customers I see at the register.  I am at least strong enough for one day, and that is all I am working this week.  I hope to work two days next week.

Life is good.  D. and I took a big swipe out of the living room last week, disassembling my altar and giving away anything I no longer use.  We cleared off the dining room table and put all of my pump supplies in a big drawer in the kitchen, which I should have done at the very beginning.  What a difference a clean table makes.

My life is so full of joyful goals.  D. and I know the balance we each need for the cruise.  I am not really very close, actually, but I have four more months, which will mean at least $400 in savings.  I saw a program about Belize today, and the teal and aqua water just called to me.  I am practicing patience!

This is only a small section of my Gratitudes list.  I am a very lucky woman indeed.

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Congratulations!

Love and pride — my niece K. (the older K.) graduates from Gxxxx High School on June 9, 2013.  Today, we are gathering at sister DC’s house for a cookout and congratulatory party.

Congratulations!

Congratulations!

K. is a smart young woman, and one of the most enthusiastic athletes I’ve ever met.  She plays volleyball, and  has done so since she was a little girl.  She’s tall and bright and pretty, and she does stuff, instead of just sitting in front of a screen all day.  I know she will thrive in college.  Some of the credit goes to her parents, for being active with their kids.  But most of K.’s efforts benefit from her choice to be active and involved in the world around her.

I am bursting with pride, so much love, and many good wishes for you, K.  I look forward eagerly to watching what you do with your life!  Love you, sweetheart!  ❤❤❤

I can’t publish this without mentioning her sister, K., who is highly literate and fast-approaching graduation herself.  Before we know it, she’ll be off to college and a successful life — I’m betting she will write novels, as she already writes exciting and complex stories.  I’m so proud of you, honey, and I love you so much. ❤❤❤

I’m thankful that I am not a parent, but more thankful that I have such beautiful, talented nieces.  It’s great to be an aunt.

Saturday Gratitude List 04/06/2013

I have a new stat to be thankful for, tonight — I just went to 250 regular followers, despite being absent for so long.  I’d like to take this moment to remind all of you to spend some time on my Friends page — the newer entries are at the top, and there’s a good chance that more readers have joined our family since the last time you looked. Continue reading

Dad

I’d like to ask everyone for good wishes and healing thougts — my dad’s appendix ruptured, and he was taken to emergency surgery this morning early.  They were able to perform the surgery lapariscopicly, which hopefully will mean shorter healing time.  Dad is in the best health I’ve seen in years — he just lost some weight, and that will also help.

Sister DB and I went up to see him in the hospital — we didn’t stay long, as he nodded off once or twice, and we could tell he was fighting to keep his eyes open.  He will be discharged tomorrow, which I know because I already decided he is going to be just fine!  Thank you all for the blessings I know you will send this way.

My own cold war

Once upon a time, a brooding little girl sat and whispered under her breath, “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you….”

I muttered those words; at the time, I believed them wholeheartedly. Continue reading

Memories of a Christmas Past

Here I am, at Christmastime again.  Every year, for a minute or two, I miss Christmases past.  Tonight, I just happened to be thinking of our house in Tampa.  (I looked at the house on Google Maps, but it is just trashy.  Four boats, and at least four vehicles on the front lawn.  What a shame.)  We lived on a cul-de-sac with eight or nine other families.  Each house had lights and some had Christmas figures – snowmen, (nearly unknown in Florida,) Santa and his reindeer, big plastic candy canes and a crèche or two.  Lawnview Court looked pretty when Christmas came around. Continue reading