Grateful

Being thankful means work.  It requires training.  I don’t like training.  I have failed miserably.  I tried this post a few days ago, and it went absolutely nowhere.  Nothing cute.  Nothing profound.  Nothing. 

Spring is here.  It is still cold.  It may still snow. 

God is still here.  It may feel cold.  There will be storms. 

Today I will choose to be thankful.

Thank you, Lord, for . . .

Evening skies painted hues of blue and purple

Mango water ice slurped with my family

Comfortable clothes that just hang reminding me to relax

Heart to heart discussions with my Sweetie

Prayer with friends on the phone

Hugs AFTER the tantrum

Words that make me think

The ability to cry

FB chats with my Angel

Urgent care clinics and 24 hour pharmacies

The imagination of an almost 9yo expressed with watercolor paints

Passion and purpose seen in my Princess as she writes

Excitement of my Little Man as he learns new things on the guitar

Fresh mercy