Christine says she is going to make onion soup with the onions that she’s been given. I think that is a good plan. And I actually like onion soup.
Christine is the originator of Grains of Gratitude and I have been so thankful to participate in this meme. Grains has caused me to pause and peer up from my downward, “woe is me” focus many times and look around me and then upward to the magnificent Father who bestows wonderful blessings in my life to speak to me of His love.
So, belatedly, but still grateful, I am thankful for safe travel. My van is getting up there in years and miles, but it is comfortable to drive and comfortable to ride in. I am grateful to have it to get around in. It got a workout on this last trip.
I am grateful for a husband who missed me and his boys while we were gone. He greeted me with a warm welcome, clean tub, vacuumed living room and a great supper. He had to work this weekend, but managed to do things that made coming home very special.
There is no place like home, your own sheets and knowing just where everything is. I am thankful for my nest.
Our trip had a two-fold purpose—Boo is turning 7 this week!! 7. I cannot believe it. So part of the trip was to celebrate his birthday with his cousins, something we always do. For the past six birthdays Grandma and Grandpa were with us. This year Grandma is in ICU and Grandpa came home for a nap and had cake with Boo. The second purpose of this trip, of course was to visit with Grandpa, and to allow me to see Grandma—my mom. I am thankful for the chance to do that. But it was a bittersweet celebration for me.
My mother is one of the toughest people I know. She is in ICU. She has had several procedures, some termed “heroic.” She’s gotten through them and when I left Sunday afternoon appeared to be getting stronger. She has more to go through, much, much more. But she’s got a will that is unbelievable. I am grateful for my time there with her. It gave me hope.
I am grateful for my father, who has sat beside her as much as humanly possible, and continues to do so. I am grateful I was able to take watch for a bit and give him a chance to rest and recharge. My boys spent a good portion of Sunday with him and I think they all were glad for that. And I am grateful for the ICU staff who are incredible. Their knowledge, compassion and talent are beyond compare.
The list, once started, is surprisingly long. There are so many things I am grateful for, I could write about it all day.
Thanks for coming back to visit after my mini break. It means so much to me. I am truly grateful.
What are you grateful for?
This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every moring: great is thy faithfulness. The Lord is my portion saith my soul: therefore will I hope in him. The Lord is good unto them that wait for Him, to the soul that seeketh him. It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD. Lamentations 3: 21-26