I wasn’t built to be a northern girl. I stiffen and get still in the winter. I love the lush, humid summers here in the south. They keep me supple and moving.
During these 10 days of Thanks,
I have shown gratitude for our country,
marveled at God’s activity in my life
and belly-laughed at myself.
I’m so ready to reminisce …
I’ve written before (here) about how much I love our neighborhood with our sidewalks and street lights, our pool and neighbors, but there should AT LEAST be an annual, public thank you for such a grand thing.
Yes, I DO carry my little amber “give thanks” glass block in my purse. And, yes, I pull it out throughout the year and take photos with it in the foreground … because there.are.so.many.things that I am thankful for … and I want to remember them.
Remember Frederick (here)? He collects words and thoughts for winter … I collect photos that remind me to “give thanks.”
I am thankful for “BIGGEST SPLASH” contests ….
and happy children who are proud of finding dimes in a game of coin toss on July 4th
and underwater tea parties.
I’m thankful for our kids “Freedom Parade” that circles our block at least TWO wonderful times …
and for small children who are second and third generations growing up in this fantastic community.
They’re about relay racing and moving a t-shirt from one member to the next until a winning team emerges in the race.
There is always some single item of food that makes me want seconds and thirds.
This year, THIS was it! Of course, it’s a Pampered Chef recipe!
July 4th often includes some risky-looking fireworks
… that work their way into some pretty awesome displays before the explosions climax and all the sparkling fizzles
I am thankful for summer, swimming and sun …
and for the richness I find here …
in the physical attributes of our neighborhood
and the community of friendships, as well.
Would you join me on this last week before Thanksgiving?
Take time to reflect on your blessings,
big and small
obvious and hidden.
We all have them.