"the nicest and the sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens, but just those that bring simple pleasure, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string."
Lucy Maud Montgomery

Showing posts with label gratitude. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gratitude. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

and so it came to pass...




Blogger is not playing nice.  I can't seem to comment on any other blogs and can't sign in/out of my own.  Don't know what is going on but it certainly takes some of the joy out of blogging when I can't communicate with all my friends.  Please know I am reading your blogs, thinking of you, and hoping that all is well in your world.  I will try to be back before the New Year breaks but if not I would like you all to know what a pleasure it is and has been for me to be part of your lives and for you to take such care of me and my little world.  May you be blessed with the spirit of joy and thanksgiving this Christmas and find peace and love in each and every day.  Merry Christmas/Happy Hanukkah, love j.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

she who is my mother in-law...

...I could make a list
and it would be quite long
regarding
she who is my mother in-law
but
recently she did a very
thoughtful,
caring
thing for me
and I want her to know
just how much
it
means to me.



When our sweet
Graciella
ran over the rainbow bridge
my MIL
remembered
seeing this sculpture at a
garden shoppe in
Olympia.


they made a special
trip
out there to bring it
back for me.
about an hour.



this sweet doggie
is holding a treat
has angel wings
and wearing a choker...
all ready to go for
a nice long
walk.
And look at the heart,
beautiful.



I haven't yet
decided
where I want to put it.
It
would be weatherproof
but
I wouldn't want to have it stolen.
I'm thinking maybe
we'll
bolt it down on the front porch.
Thank you,
Russ and Connie


Peonies
from her yard too!

(don't know why my post is centered and wonky but hey, it's a post!)

Friday, April 20, 2012

tap, tap, tap...



...still here
...gazing out the window as the rain falls
...and falls
...still trying to sort through the amazing amount
of stuff we have in our home
...I'm calling it 'decrapification!'
...still thinking I see my Gracie
out the corner of my eye, causing mischief
...still planning gardens of veggies
...and a cutting garden of beautiful flowers
...needing to plant a rose I bought called Grace
...still trying to get all the special women in my life
together for a tea party (aka Mother's Day)
...still finding a tear slipping out here or there
...still holding my chin up
...still holding on
...still waiting
...still

be kind, happiness is yours...choose it.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Give me five...



...it's been on my mind a lot.  Thanksgiving.  Did you know that the Pilgrims made seven times more graves than houses?  Even in the midst of their impoverished existence they still found the time to be grateful.  They still were able to set apart a day of thanks.

I admit I try to be grateful when things are going well.  It's easy to give thanks for the everyday luxuries that we take for granted...a home, food, a car, clothes, pets.  And of course we always say thanks for our family and friends.  But when times are difficult how often do we set aside a time to give thanks?  Not for the difficult times but for the gifts we have been given during those times, the ones that get us through, the simplest of joys.

I took a moment today to stop and think...actually dig down deep in my heart and give gratitude for the more unusual gifts in my life.

My parents;  even though they raised me during the turbulent 60's they still managed to teach me respect, for myself and others.  They taught me faith and gave me an exemplary example of what a good marriage should be.  I never told them how much I appreciated all they gave up for me, all they did for me.  They didn't have it easy and yet they instilled a sense of values and family to their children that lives on and on.  Thank you Pop and TT.

Waldorf salad and stuffed dates;  two of my favourite holiday dishes, handmade by my mother whose wretched arthritic hands could barely hold a knife.  It was truly a treat that was made with love and something I enjoy even now.  If I close my eyes I can picture her rolling those walnut stuffed dates in powdered sugar and laying them on a crystal dish.  I used to bring home the leftover salad and dates and eat them for breakfast the next day!

The secret stuffing recipe;  for years and years after my folks died I tried and tried to make the family stuffing recipe.  Year after year I failed.  I could not figure out what I was doing wrong.  It seems that my mother never wrote down the recipe but my brother was able to get it out of her, and he wisely wrote it down.  It seems the secret to her stuffing and my downfall was something as simple as poultry seasoning.  I've got it now!

Health;  even though I have a lack of it I am quite happy to have any at all.  Things are not easy with this disease and it's horrible complications but so far we have managed to get through it together.  When one person in the family has a disease the entire family has a disease and if we don't work together then it will be me against the world.  I am stable and for now that is more than I can expect or hope for.

Turner Movie Classics;  I'm a night owl.  Getting to bed before 3am is an early night for me.  That's probably why I enjoy naps so much!  And I love TMC...classic movies from the 40's are the best in my book and a great way to spend the late night sitting next to my hubby while he sleeps in front of the t.v...we don't have a television in our bedroom so we just sit up all night long with the classics!

So how about you...can you dig down deep in your heart and share an unusual blessing?

Thursday, November 25, 2010

A grateful heart...




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The Pilgrims made
seven times more graves than houses.
no Americans have ever been
more impoverished than these who,
nevertheless,
set aside a day of
Thanksgiving.

H.U. Westermayer




...if the Pilgrims, who spent days digging graves while their houses
lay unbuilt, can take the time to be grateful then I, who sometimes gets lost in self-pity, anger and resentment, then I...I must be grateful.

The next few days will be busy ones as we prepare for the coming together of our family and friends to celebrate and give thanks.

Tomorrow, if I can find the woods beneath the snow, I will see what gifts mother nature has for me to use in my holiday centerpiece.

I will find Gratitude in the day and look for 'gifts' that I often take for granted.

Sending you the Peace and Joy that can only come from having a Grateful Spirit.  Blessings to you and yours...

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Heartfelt Friday in the month of Gratitude...

little mama 'popped' in the month of six




Every great dream begins with a dreamer.
always remember, you have within you the strength,
the patience, and the passion
to reach for the stars to change the world."~

~Harriet Tubman~


Happy Friday y'all, take a moment this day to give thanks for one special blessing in your life...

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

One thousand marbles...



...as I was perusing the interwebs today I came upon this story, the timing and message could not have been better, I wanted to share.  If after reading this you 'read' something into the fact that I posted it today, you would be right.  100% to be exact.  Enjoy friends...

please remember I did not write this and the author seems to be unknown.



1000 Marbles



The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, of maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.



A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the kitchen, with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time.



Let me tell you about it. I turned the volume up on my radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning talk show. I heard an older sounding man with a golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business himself.



He was talking about "a thousand marbles" to someone named "Stan". I was intrigued and sat down to listen to what he had to say. "Well, Stan, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young man should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital. " He continued, "Let me tell you something Stan, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities." And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "thousand marbles."



"You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years." "Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime.



"Now stick with me Stan, I'm getting to the important part. "It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail", he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. "I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. "So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up 1000 marbles. "I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here in my workshop next to the radio. Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away.



"I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight. "Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then God has blessed me with a little extra time to be with my loved ones...... "It was nice to talk to you Stan, I hope you spend more time with your loved ones, and I hope to meet you again someday. Have a good morning!"



You could have heard a pin drop when he finished. Even the show's moderator didn't have anything to say for a few moments. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to do some work that morning, then go to the gym. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast." "What brought this on?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, nothing special," I said. " It has just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles."



How many marbles do you have

Monday, November 23, 2009

As time goes by, the countdown begins...




The Pilgrims made
seven times more graves than houses.
no Americans have been
more impoverished than these who,
nevertheless,
set aside a day of thanksgiving.
H.U. Westermayer

...if the pilgrims, who spent days digging graves while their houses lay unbuilt, can take the time to be grateful then I, who sometimes gets lost in self-pity, anger, resentment, then I...I must be grateful.

The next few days will be busy ones as we prepare for the coming together of our family and friends to celebrate and give thanks. 

 Tomorrow, I will take a walk in the woods and see what gifts mother nature has for me to use in my holiday centerpiece. 

I will find Gratitude in this day and look for 'gifts' that I often take for granted.  Sending you the peace and joy that can only come from being grateful.



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