If the only prayer you said in your whole life was ‘Thank You’, that would suffice. –Meister Eckhart
I’m hoping to find a balance between client sneak peeks, photography posts, and personal posts. I want to keep people reading by posting more often, and use blogging as an opportunity to capture either stories, ideas, or images. I’ll be adding a blog schedule to the side bar, which will include Sunday Gratitude as a regular feature.
I want to cultivate a grateful heart, and if not count my blessings, then at least acknowledge them. The big ones: life, health, my husband and sons, friends and family, those are always included, but on Sundays I hope to take note of the small blessings, what ever might lighten the load this week or might be forgotten if not recorded here.
1. I’m grateful for phone conversations with my dad. Dad has never been a phone person. He called me at college a few times---usually after he heard about a crime in my neighborhood of Chicago, to warn me and make sure I was safe. My mom was the type who immediately asked for the phone no matter who answered it. So it’s no exaggeration to say I’ve spent more hours on the phone with my dad in the last three months than I had in the past 20 years combined. I’m so grateful he made the effort to visit Moab, that he listens to my boys and shares his stories with me, so grateful for our connection.
2. I love baseball, but I admit…I’m grateful Sean’s final two games are this week. Alleluia. Aidan still has another week or more, depending on playoffs.
3. I’m grateful for the way Nolan says “thingie” instead of “thing”’, “bummer” as if it’s a curse word, for his blond baby bangs, and his pride in dressing himself this week.
4 I’m grateful for Duke the dog. That which does not kill us makes us stronger. Possibly crazier, but stronger. I’m crazy in love with this puppy, but he just might be the end of me yet. Grateful to Aidan for all his help wearing Duke out this week. Also very grateful for Moab’s Bark Park---what a calmer dog Duke is after a good hike and rough housing with other dogs at the dog park!
5. I’m grateful for Sean’s progress as a reader, and the chance to listen to him read Frog and Toad at bed tonight. For some reason, Magic Tree House and most early readers make me cringe, but Frog and Toad read like poetry. Nolan, Sean and I all cracked up when Toad asked, “What’s will power?” in the story called Cookies. Now both boys have big plans to bake a batch tomorrow!
Thanks for checking in here. I’d love to hear the small or big things you are grateful for today. Leave a comment and let me know!