This year, I’ve been invited to be weird. (As if i wasn’t already! ) and do weird things. Something weird in today’s world is to be thankful. So, instead of a month of thankful stuff in November, or a day here and there of gratitude, I have been invited to a whole 365 days of gratitude.
If you’d like to participate, check this out: http://www.accessgrace.tv/
Although I am a member of a different church, I attended Access for a whole year and I still consider myself a part of their faith family. I occasionally am blessed with the chance to return and visit. 🙂
So, in this plan, I don’t think I’ll be able to post a blog every single day, but instead, I’ll post a multi-day blog of thankfulness. Every single post won’t be a thankful post, we’ll still have our silly fun too.
Here it goes:
Jan. 1: I am thankful for my husband, a man that I consider to have saved my life. (Well, he actually did save me once when I was choking on a bbq sandwich, but that isn’t what i mean here.) I was an awesome person headed down the wrong path in a relationship that had gone wrong. I don’t think I was going to actually “die” or that i was in immediate danger… but i was dying. My faith was dying. My resolve was dying. My ambition was dying. (In case any of those things sound familiar to you, those are the signs of a bad relationship, even if the other person isn’t a bad person… just misguided, perhaps). He treated me well and inspired me. I thought to myself, “if a friend is lifting me up this way… why is my romantic relationship dragging me down?” Little did i know that my decision to get out of that relationship would lead me to marry my friend. We were engaged not even a year later. I feel that he saved my life. Not my heartbeat or my physical life… but the part where i live. I wasn’t living. And he helped change that.
Jan 2: I am forever thankful to my son. What on earth do i have to thank a 17 month old snotty toddler for? He taught me to be a mom. Some people have moms around after they give birth to teach them things, some people just love children and are the “mommy” types. In case you weren’t aware… I am not a “mommy” type. I’m a weird, rough-around-the-edges, quirky, borderline insane young woman that probably would have been advised not to have children. My precious MT had to teach me how to mom. I think he has done a wonderful job, and I love him so very much. He is my precious shmuple-doos. Don’t even ask what that means. It is mom-speak for adorably awesome and cute baby. See… he did a good job, didn’t he?
Jan 3: I am grateful for winter break. Teachers need winter break. I was lucky enough to enter it with NO grades to do, my plans ALREADY written, and literally NO work responsibility. That is just what i needed to gather the energy for the next 11 weeks of pregnancy before my maternity leave… 🙂
-CL
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