Sunday Monday Thanks. My children never cease to amaze me, and I am constantly learning from them. When we asked our two daughters to make a Christmas list, my oldest daughter added, “7. for everyone to be jolly at all times.” If this does not put life in perspective, I do not know what does. Not to mention, 4 of the 7 items on the list are books. One proud English teach of a momma here. . .
A friend I have known for over twenty-five years e-mailed me this morning asking if my girls might be interested in her doll collection. She wrote, ” . . .it’s time for me to pass them along to the next generation . . . [and] I was thinking that your girls may like them.” The collection itself is not what touched me, but the fact she thought enough of my girls to pass on a sentimental collection. Who knew when we were sitting on the page bench in the Illinois House of Representatives twenty-five years ago talking about boys, about which representative tipped the best, and about when we would next soak up the sun we would one day be talking about bequeathing items to others?
In the mail today I found my FREE “You Just Got Joy’d!” cards, and I was ecstatic. I am looking forward to using these in the next few weeks in an attempt to brighten the days of others (which, in turn, brightens my day . . . can’t beat that).
The hub and I have a visitation and a funeral to attend out of town. As we were trying to figure out the logistics of a dog, two small girls, two jobs, and volunteer coaching, my salt-of-the-earth friends stepped in without hesitation with one covering practice and the other watching my girls while my hub and I travel. I am deeply grateful for them as is my hub.
Today is the birthday of a dear friend whom I met at church over five years ago. A phenomenal writer, she was there for me every step of the way during my breast cancer journey with just the right words when I needed them. Not wanting to bother my hub with the numerous appointments as I felt he had enough to deal with considering his wife was losing her breasts, she said, “You need to let him in,” and so I did.
Motivating words from a teacher and author whom I know I met for a reason my first year of teaching. She mentors me, incites much laughter in me, and, most importantly, loves me unconditionally.
For what are you thankful this Monday? Share below in the comments section so that others may realize how much they have in which to be thankful.