201. puppies and all of the smiles and giggles they bring
202. boys to train the puppies
203. biscuits and sausage gravy for weekend breakfasts
204. the art of making gravy from scratch
205. baking shortbread
206. slowly, but surely, cleaning out the closets
207. buckets, bleach, and plenty of washcloths to clean and disinfect
208. a stomach bug that “isn’t too bad”
209. overall health, despite the creeping crud
210. knowing this too shall pass, again
Having weeks like these, the weeks “when it rains, it pours”, still processing the grief of loss, feeling helpless to do anything but stand by and clean up as children get sick, a Frozen Tundra winter dragging on and on, struggling with my sleep cycle turning upside down for yet another time, missing opportunities to get out and have some fun because of sickness… I could go on.
If I wanted to, and sometimes I do, I could find an awful lot to complain about. I’m thankful for the reminder from Ann, and through her, the reminder from Him, to instead look around me and count my blessings, because as overwhelming as life can seem sometimes due to all the things I could complain about, there is still so much to be thankful for.
Thank You, Lord. You are so good, so good to me.
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