Thankful
I can't get to sleep so my mind starts wandering. Here are the things I am grateful for at this particular moment:
I am grateful that God has brought me this challenge and this is why.....he loves me so much that he wants me to let go and lean on him for strength; he wants me to feel free from worry and being scared; he has brought me closer to him through challenge and pain.
I am grateful that on the night before a blizzard and the morning of a blizzard I earned a new respect for the big orange asplundh trucks and the men who drive them. They all gathered at the hotel to stay for a night, talking of coming from Canada and the Carolinas. Then in the morning they pulled out at 6 a.m., in the middle of a snowy, freezing cold blizzard. I would not have seen that if I were tucked away in my own bedroom.
I am grateful for the six windows that I used to look out of when I woke up in the morning. We were high enough in our house that I could not see buildings, but just the sky every morning. Some were sunny, some cloudy, or both. But all were beautiful and God's way of saying good morning through nature.
I am grateful that once again Bob and I have been tested and at the height of our fear and anxiety, we were thinking of each other. When he first arrived on the scene of the fire, I cried to him that I was sorry his baseball cards were above the fire and he said to me that they weren't important (even though he has spent 45 years collecting them).
I am grateful that even though we are in small quarters compared to what we are used to, we are managing to get along.
I am grateful that on the morning after the fire, when Keera and I went out to start shoveling our cars out from the embankment the hotel plow truck had built, there were three other people who helped us. Two travelers from New Jersey and one from Vermont. All in the same situation and they all came to help me and Keera dig out.
I am grateful for a breakfast and dinner available to us every night. It is not being home, but it is like a home. I am grateful to the workers here who seem to work so hard, and probably not for much pay, but seem content and friendly.
I am grateful that I am able to laugh again, even joking about our situation today. It did take moments of sadness and moments of anger, (and there will probably be more), but the healing has already begun.
I am grateful for all of the support already. Keera's teacher gave her a bunch of stuff and everyone at her school has been so nice to her. I am amazed at how wonderful people are.
I am kind of sad our dogs can't be with us but I am also grateful they have a place to be and that I don't have that one extra worry.
I could go on and on, but maybe I will save more for another day. Goodbye to January....maybe next year, you will be better.
I am grateful that God has brought me this challenge and this is why.....he loves me so much that he wants me to let go and lean on him for strength; he wants me to feel free from worry and being scared; he has brought me closer to him through challenge and pain.
I am grateful that on the night before a blizzard and the morning of a blizzard I earned a new respect for the big orange asplundh trucks and the men who drive them. They all gathered at the hotel to stay for a night, talking of coming from Canada and the Carolinas. Then in the morning they pulled out at 6 a.m., in the middle of a snowy, freezing cold blizzard. I would not have seen that if I were tucked away in my own bedroom.
I am grateful for the six windows that I used to look out of when I woke up in the morning. We were high enough in our house that I could not see buildings, but just the sky every morning. Some were sunny, some cloudy, or both. But all were beautiful and God's way of saying good morning through nature.
I am grateful that once again Bob and I have been tested and at the height of our fear and anxiety, we were thinking of each other. When he first arrived on the scene of the fire, I cried to him that I was sorry his baseball cards were above the fire and he said to me that they weren't important (even though he has spent 45 years collecting them).
I am grateful that even though we are in small quarters compared to what we are used to, we are managing to get along.
I am grateful that on the morning after the fire, when Keera and I went out to start shoveling our cars out from the embankment the hotel plow truck had built, there were three other people who helped us. Two travelers from New Jersey and one from Vermont. All in the same situation and they all came to help me and Keera dig out.
I am grateful for a breakfast and dinner available to us every night. It is not being home, but it is like a home. I am grateful to the workers here who seem to work so hard, and probably not for much pay, but seem content and friendly.
I am grateful that I am able to laugh again, even joking about our situation today. It did take moments of sadness and moments of anger, (and there will probably be more), but the healing has already begun.
I am grateful for all of the support already. Keera's teacher gave her a bunch of stuff and everyone at her school has been so nice to her. I am amazed at how wonderful people are.
I am kind of sad our dogs can't be with us but I am also grateful they have a place to be and that I don't have that one extra worry.
I could go on and on, but maybe I will save more for another day. Goodbye to January....maybe next year, you will be better.
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