Time for Fall Decor and Remembering Why We Are Thankful

I'm actually thankful every single day I wake up breathing.  It means something else is in store for me.  A new chapter, a new  adventure, a new experience.  Again every second of our life is a once in a lifetime opportunity.  

I work in home care.  Today I went with a client to an outing.  It was a very hectic day.  At the end of the day before I left she asked what she always does.  What am I going to do when I get home?  I told her today I am going to write about things I am thankful for and things I found splendid throughout my day.  She gave me a quick snorting laugh and said it was very hectic, we waited and waited and didn't really do much.  But then I reminded her oh but we did!  

As I got home I busy myself straightening up a new used retro style console that a splendid neighbor helped me carry upstairs.  I'm definitely thankful for him and that was splendid.  

I have this thing where I cannot put any fall decorations out until it is exactly the first day of fall and I cheated this year.  I started unpacking the one big plastic bin, and came upon the most splendid little treasures of my life and family members.  Things that reminded me of when everything was how it was supposed to be.  Thank God for that time!  I found this ridiculous Little Rock that my youngest daughter made.   She called it her Plymouth Rock.  Ever since she was very little I put it out every fall.  It's so ragged and her name scribbled on the bottom of it is priceless.  Then I came across the holiday card from Aunt Margaret.  I finally remember all of the family gatherings and getting together at the holidays.  I treasure those things and I treasure getting to know those people in my life.  I no longer have the Halloween placements I had saved for years from Grandma Joanne, but I finally found some splendid ones for Halloween and fall to go with the turkey handprint placemats of both girls that I use every year.  Even though they're grown up or mad at me or whatever the situation,  they're still here with me and I still have their sticky handprints at my table.  I am thankful.  

I feel obliged to include photos.  Those little things are priceless to me.  See a few years back I felt so much shame from starting over with the contents of my vehicle and some boxes.  I'm not the only one that goes through difficult things but somehow life served me a double whammy.   I am so thankful and it is so splendid that those things,  those little things that mean the most were included.  

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