Monday, November 30, 2009

A month of thankfulness has tested me.

This month I have tried to post something each day that I am thankful for. About day nine I hit a wall and didn’t quite know what to be thankful for. Can you imagine something so silly? I mean, seriously, I know how blessed I am. It should be easy to post something each day.

Finally I realized that I was struggling because I was trying to find profound things to appreciate in my life. By life isn’t about profound things. It’s about the little things. And my life is full of lots of little things that I take for granted because I am looking for huge things to be grateful about.

This weekend I read “The Noticer” by Andy Andrews. It is not a long book; only 156 pages long. An easy read, the book has a profound message that dovetailed perfectly with my thoughts today as I face the end of my month of thankfulness. On page 13 the character of Jones says:

“’When you focus on the things you need,’ he went on to explain, ‘you will find those needs increasing. If you concentrate your thoughts on what you don’t have, you will soon be concentrating on the other things you had forgotten you don’t have –and feel worse! If you set your mind on loss, you are more likely to lose….But a grateful perspective brings happiness and abundance into a person’s life.’”

Aha, finally, it got through my thick skull! It’s all about perspective and my perspective has been skewed. I have been focusing on what I don’t have and not what I have. Because of this blind spot in my vision I have had a hard time being truly thankful for how blessed I am.

So, here at the end of the month I have a new perspective and I am going to work hard to keep my eye on the important things in life. The last line of the book…”That has been the greatest gift we received, the gift of a new perspective…..from an old man named Jones.”

Indeed, the book was a great read and thanks to Mr. Andrews I have been given the gift of a new perspective. I encourage you to read the book also. You can find more about Andy and purchase this book by visiting the Andy Andrews Web Site

Sunday, November 29, 2009


If the LORD delights in a man's way, he makes his steps firm; though he stumble, he will not fall, for the LORD upholds him with his hand. ~Psalm 37:23-24

Today I am thankful that the LORD upholds me with his hand and though I stumble I cannot fall with his help.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

I am thankful for lazy Saturday mornings that start with sleeping in, reading the newspaper, my sweet kitty cat, a nice glass of Diet Pepsi in the morning, and family dinners.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Black Friday

Today is Black Friday; the day that retailers usually get out of the red ink on the ledger books and into the black. Today is also the day that thousands – or is it millions? – of people will wait anxiously at store doors for the melee to begin. Remember the Mervyn’s commercials from years ago? Open, open, open.

I don’t like to shop in crowds regardless of the deals I might get. So, while I don’t know exactly what I will be doing on Black Friday I can tell you I won’t be going anywhere near the mall or any other store. Some people, though, take their Black Friday shopping very seriously. We’ve all seen the news reports on Friday evening of people brawling over the latest trends like Cabbage Patch Dolls, Teddy Ruxpin, Wii, and Zhu Zhu Pets. In years past there have even been people trampled and injured in the mad rush. I wonder if it’s all worth it.

Below is a little story I wrote last year for the Faithwriters Writing Challenge. I thought it adds a little perspective to Black Friday.

Paper Stars

“Mommy, mommy, the car’s on fire!” David stared eyes wide as the smoke poured out from under the hood of the little blue Civic.

“No, sweetie, it is just hot and that is why it is smoking. Come on into the church with me to see if they will let us use the phone.” Megan tugged on David’s hand impatiently.

Inside the church she picked him up and sat him on a chair. “Now stay right here while I go over there to make a call.”

“Okay, Mommy.” David sat swinging his feet, watching a tall man put construction paper stars on a Christmas tree.

Hopping down from the chair David ran over and tugged on Sam’s sleeve. Sam smiled at the boy and handed him some stars. “Do you want to help me by hanging this on the branches down there?”

“Sure, what’s your name, mister?”

“My name is Sam. What’s your name?”

“My name is David, I’m five years old, Mom and I were going to the store when our car got hot and started smoking, I thought it was on fire but Mom said it was just hot.” David sucked in a deep breath after this revelation spilled from him.

Sam smiled and said, “Well, I am glad you were able to come in here so your mom could use the phone. I sure needed some help with this tree.”

“So, why ya putting paper stars on the Christmas tree? Can’t the church afford real, store bought ordaments?”

“Well, now David, this is a special tree. These paper stars are the Christmas wishes of boys and girls just like you.”

“Christmas wishes like when you sit on Santa’s lap and tell him what you want for Christmas?”

“Exactly like that. Each star on this tree is from a child whose mom and dad can’t afford to buy them presents.” Sam knelt down next to David.

“Then Santa comes and reads the wishes and brings toys and stuff to the kids?”

“Not Santa,” Sam hung another star on the tree. “These stars are chosen by the people of the church and they buy the presents.”

“But why would they do that? Don’t they want to buy presents for their own kids?”

“They do want to buy presents for their own kids, but they want these children to feel loved too. So, they go to the store and pick out presents and wrap them up. That way the kids have presents to open on Christmas morning.”

“Wow, I bet the kids on the stars feel really loved.” David grinned.

“Yes, they do! That’s why people take the stars.” Sam put the last star on the tree.

“When all the stars have been taken off, then the Christmas tree will be bare.”

“When it’s empty we will put store bought ornaments on it and all the people will bring the presents they bought and put them under the tree before they are delivered to the children.”

“That’s so cool.” David turned to his mom who had had just walked up. “Hey Mom, let’s take a star so we can buy a present for a kid who might not get a present.”

“David, we can’t take a star. Mommy can only afford to buy presents for you this year. Come outside to wait for Uncle Joe.” Megan pulled David towards the door.

“But Mom, if we don’t take a star a kid might get up on Christmas morning and not have anything under the tree.” David pulled away from his mom and ran back to the tree.

“David Michael Jones, I told you no. I can’t afford to buy toys for other kids. Now come on.”

David looked at Sam and then his mom. His eyes filled with tears. “Mom, these kids need to feel loved. Can’t we take a star? You can buy them something instead of buying me stuff. I want this kid to have my present. Please, Mom?”

Megan’s face softened into a smile. She reached down and hugged her son. “You are sweet to think of other kids. Pick a star and we will go to the store right after I get paid tomorrow.”

David grinned. He held his star tightly in his hand. “Nice to meet ya, Mister Sam. Thanks for letting me help you.”

Sam reached down and ruffled David’s hair. “Thank you for helping me. You have a fine boy here Mrs. Jones.”

Today I am thankful that I haven't had to go out to the stores on Black Friday.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

Today I am thankful for long, holiday weekends!

Family Caregiver Stamp Petition

I never understood how hard being a caregiver for a family member was until I had to take over for my Dad when he had his surgery.  It can be emotionally and physically draining, but also intensely rewarding. I would like to see more attention given to family caregivers. They need all the support and encouragement they can get.

In recognition of the work family caregivers do President Obama declared November 2009 National Family Caregiver Month. Unfortunately the month is almost over. Fortunately, the appreciation can continue on.

There is currently a petition to the USPS for a Family Caregiver Postage Stamp. You can sign the petition and show your support by visiting the petition web site and submitting your information.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

Today I am thankful for meetings that end early on days that are packed with meetings. A few extra work minutes are always nice.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

Today I am thankful for my friend, Maggie!

Tammy the Turkey

Way back in another century known as the 70s when I was yet a schoolgirl I wrote my first book. It had a printing of one, but I still have the book. It sits among my writing references in the bookshelf on my desk. The program I was in at school took 10 fifth graders through the process of writing a book.

I wrote a delightful story (yes that is a little shameless self aggrandizing) about a poor little turkey who was attempting to avoid becoming someone’s Thanksgiving dinner. The original title was “Tommy Turkey.” When I floated that title at dinner one night a couple of Toms objected and demanded I rename the book. So much for poetic license or creative freedom or whatever you call it. I bowed to the pressure and renamed the book “Timothy Turkey.”

Saturday morning one of the above mentioned Toms gleefully asked me if I had heard the news earlier this week. Not sure I knew which news he was referring to I asked, “Which news?”

“The story about Tammy the turkey.” He replied with what I am pretty sure was the hint of a grin in his voice. If said Tom was a man who giggles I am pretty sure he would have at this moment.

Apparently I was out of the loop last week and missed the breaking news that Tammy the turkey was seen for several days near the tollbooths on the New Jersey Turnpike. Rumor has it she was trying to hitch a ride out of town in search of a safe place to wait out Thanksgiving week.

At the end of the riveting “Timothy Turkey” Timothy meets a cute little girl turkey and lives happily ever after. Maybe Tammy the turkey was just trying to get home to share a Thanksgiving Tofurkey with her boyfriend, Timothy and that is why she was on the Turnkpike.

Regardless of Tammy's reasons for being there, this Thanksgiving I will spend the week trying to live down the glory of having a turkey share my name. Just what my siblings need, more fodder for teasing me!

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

Today I am thankful for the coming holiday season - for all that means and the opportunity to celebrate with friends and family.


Be joyful always, pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.

~1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

I am thankful for pre-lit Christmas trees, carpet cleaners, and cornbread :-)

Friday, November 20, 2009

Random Thoughts of Triviality

1. This morning the sky over the mountains was dusky gray as I left for work. The not yet set moon cast a silvery back glow and the rosy glow of the sun had yet to make an appearance. It gave me a serene yet eerie feeling.

2. I have a hard time not taking a dare so when I read a blog that started I DARE YOU I knew I had to join the fun. So, this morning I referred to my coworkers as Bob and made one Bob almost choke on her breakfast when she laughed over it :-)

3. I don’t really like chocolate candy unless it has something yummy mixed in like peanut butter, nuts, or caramel.

4. On the corner near my house a Christmas tree lot has sprung up. My own brand new pre lit Christmas tree sits in its box waiting patiently to be put up. And I have pulled out some of my favorite Christmas CDs which will be placed in the CD player in the Sheriff (thus named because I needed a Tom Hanks related name for my car and he became Sheriff Woody, the character Tom voiced in "Toy Story") so I can sing along at the top of my voice as I drive to work.

5. This morning I saw one of those white decals on the back window of an SUV. It was a picture of a viking or barbarian. I was instantly transported back to 11th grade algebra with Mr. Daniels. I sat in the very last seat in the 2nd row to the left of the classroom door. In front of me sat Kevin, the Senior Class President and next to me was Dave, the goofy, adorable football player. Dave called himself “Acid the Barbarian” and drew pictures of himself that looked just like the decal. These two guys laughed and joked with me as if I was a peer. I was a shy, socially awkward teenager and this meant more to me than they will ever know.

6. I met Dave’s older brother two years ago after Mom died. He is the manager of the cemetery where we buried her. There was no way to hide the fact that they are brothers they look so much alike. He told me Dave had turned into a real egghead when he went to college and had graduated with multiple degrees. In the past 26ish years he has become a happily married man with two kids, but according to his brother is still the goofy barbarian :-)

7.  Today I lost one of my favorite earrings - one that my brother rescued from the drain pipe in my parents bathroom two years ago - down beside one of the seats in my car. I can see it, I just can't reach it. This frustrates me.

8. These thoughts came to me during the day on Thursday and though I have the urge to come up with an even 10 thoughts I think I will step outside my box and stop here.

Today I am grateful for people in my life who have helped to shape the woman I am today.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

I am thankful for steaming mugs of rich, sweet coffee to start the day :-)

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

My Life Has Become a Comedy of Errors

There are many mornings when I wonder about the wisdom of getting up because I just don’t do mornings very well. Last week there was a day when I got up on the wrong side of the bed. I had a niggling feeling I should go back to bed, but honestly I have that feeling a lot and I just can’t give into it every time it happens…I would be unemployed and homeless. So that morning I went about my business, fed the cat, got dressed, and headed to work.

I was deep in thought and cruising along the highway. For once I was going to be early for work and was thinking, “Girl, you rock.” Then I saw them; the dreaded red and blue lights that signal impending doom. As the trooper passed me going the opposite direction I glanced over and saw him signaling me to pull over. So much for being early.

“Where you going in such a hurry?” He casually asked me after introducing himself.

“Um, work.” I said hoping he might be nice to me.

“Why you going so fast? Running late this morning?”

I had the presence of mind to not say, “Well, sheesh, I wasn’t until you decided you wanted to meet me.”

He then kindly explained that anything more than 10 miles over the limit and he HAD to give me a citation. Then he asked me to contribute a large sum of money to the state budget. As much as I was disinclined to give the government any more money than I already do he had a compelling argument that included the words court summons and arrest. I resigned myself to not buying a new Beijou purse at the party that weekend.

I arrived at work, still mostly on time and would have a few minutes before my first meeting. The elevator arrived at the floor, the door opened six inches and the alarm went off. I had to laugh. What else could I do?

With the help of the other person in the elevator we were able to push the doors open and get out. Woohoo! But I forgot that trouble comes in threes. During that meeting an itchy rash developed on my upper arm and itched like crazy. Hives caused by stress maybe?

I managed to make it through the day without any other tragedy. I laughed it off and went along my merry way. Yesterday life struck back at me again.

This time I was late for work when the cat urped his breakfast right in front of me as I walked out the door. I cleaned it up and dashed out the door. A stop at the gas station was in order since I was on E and wouldn’t make it all the way to work. The only problem with this scenario is that my gas door was frozen closed. Not a little, but a thick layer of ice sealed it shut on three sides.

It was then, on a freezing cold morning, jabbing the ice with my key trying to loosen the gas door that I realized that my life had become a comedy of errors. I had fleeting visions of a studio audience hee hawing over my foibles. Have you ever seen the movie “The Truman Show” with Jim Carrey? Truman was a man living in a TV show that was being broadcast around the world. He didn’t know he was living in a fake world or that people watched him as he went about his life. People laughed and cried with him and waited to see each day what would happen as he went unwittingly about his business.

I couldn’t help but think of that movie this week. I could imagine people watching and laughing as I poked at the ice while muttering under my breath.

Okay, so maybe my life isn’t interesting enough to keep people riveted to their TVs to watch the “The Tamara Show.” But, you gotta admit I do seem to have enough interesting things to keep my life exciting and keep me laughing. And when you’re stuck in an elevator or cleaning up cat puke laughing is better than the alternative :-)

Tune in next week to see what happens to Tamara next!
Today I am thankful that I live in a country that allows me to worship freely the God that I love.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

Today I am thankful for TV shows that make me laugh out loud! Laughter does a soul good :-)

Monday, November 16, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

Saturday night we did the usual church and family dinner. Then after my sister and the kids had gone home Dad and I sat and watched "Cat Ballou." It was a relaxing, fun evening.

I am so thankful for my Dad. He has always been there for me and supported me in all my endeavors. He is a great man and I love him so much.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Snow blanketed the ground this morning when I got up and today I am thankful that the landscaping people come and clear the walks when it snows.

Sunday - Zephaniah 3:17

“The LORD your God is with you, He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing." ~Zephaniah 3:17

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

In my part of the world it is drizzly and gray today. The threat of an impending snowstorm looms over the coming hours. I live in a semi-arid climate where we are still under outside watering restrictions. So, this drizzle and snow is a welcome gift from heaven and I am thankful.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

I went to the eye doctor today and found that what I have been suspecting is true. My arms are too short. I have reached the point in my life that I need bifocals. Don't I feel old!

Seriously though, I have my sight and for that I am thankful.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

I am grateful for the support and encouragement of authors who have walked this road ahead of me.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

I am a crazy cat lady. I don't have a whole lot of cats although I often have a whole lot of crazy going on in my world.  But I have this one sweet, adorable kitty cat. After a hard day at work coming home to see him sitting at the door waiting for me is such a great thing. He really has been a perfect addition to my life and such a joy to have. As I write this he is laying on the back of the couch just watching me. Yes, having Wilson in my life is something for which I am very thankful!


Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will.  ~Mahatma Gandhi

Have you heard about Cha Sa Soon? I heard about her on the radio this morning and didn’t know whether to be amused or inspired.

According to the radio report Cha Sa Soon is a 68 year old woman in South Korea who was determined to get her driver’s license in order to support her business. She took the written test which required 60 out of 100 correct t in order to pass. She took it once and failed, twice and failed, three times and failed. Turns out she took the test 950 times before passing!

She does still have to pass an actual driving test before getting her license. Can you imagine, though, the perseverance it took to continue going to take that test? She knew what she wanted and she went after it. Cha Sa Soon certainly has an indomitable will.

While I am not sure I would want to drive the same roads as someone who had to take a driver’s test so many times I tip my hat to this spunky lady. Her story should be a lesson and encouragement for us. She never gave up and finally attained her dream. So, the next time I try and fail I will remember Cha Sa Soon and try again.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

Today I am grateful for new attitudes and good friends to encourage me through the rough spots.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude?

So, here’s the deal, today was a stinking hard day. It started out with an impossible email and got tougher from there. All day I chewed on thoughts of this post and it was just like chewing on shoe leather. Not that I have ever chewed on shoe leather mind you, but I imagine it would be tough and stringy and the more I chewed the tougher it would get. It was just one of those kinds of days.

All the way home I considered gratitude and my attitude toward it. I have much to be thankful for. My life is full and I have everything I need. I have a good job, a house, a car, clothes on my back, food on my table, money growing towards retirement, the love of my Savior, a very sweet kitty cat, a loving family, many friends, etc, etc, etc. Do you see what I mean? How could I not be grateful?

And I am thankful for all these things and so much more. But here at the end of the day I sit in front of my computer and wonder at the fact that I have had trouble with posting something to be grateful for each day. And, it’s only the 9th of the month; there’s still 21 days to go.

As I read back over my Attitude of Gratitude posts they feel trite and simple. I wrote them and still I wonder if there is any true sentiment behind them or if they are just words on a computer screen. It makes me kind of sad really. My heart should be brimming over with everything.

How is that we can be so quick to forget the good things and take them for granted, but hang on to the bad things? As I drove home I tried to feel something other than the frustration of a day full of trials. Try as I might everything that came out of my mouth fell like rocks into my lap. (Yes, I was talking to myself about this during my commute….it’s one of those crazy things about me.)

I cranked up the music and sang along with the praise music on the radio station. When that didn’t work I turned the radio off and talked to God. I explained to Him how I felt and my guilty feelings at not mustering much thankfulness today. I know He heard me and I was a little disappointed that my confession didn’t produce the cup runneth over feeling I was looking for. But then again, I think God is trying to get something across to me through this. I am sure it has so much more to do with than this little blog. What it is I am not yet sure; someday, hopefully soon, I will understand. Until then I remember that my Jesus loves me even at times like this and for that I am grateful.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Thank God for Little Boys

Today I am going to a baby shower for my friend whose baby is due in January. This sweet baby boy is a long awaited answer to prayer for my friend and her husband. They are so eager to meet their wee little bundle of joy.

I love babies. I don't have any of my own and probably won't ever have any of my own, but have thankfully been blessed with having many babies in my life through friends and family. There is something about a new baby that fills my heart with joy and hope in the future.

Thank God for little boys and little girls!

Sunday Thanksgiving

Let us come before him with thanksgiving. Let us sing him psalms of praise. ~Psalm 95:2

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

I am appreciating my quiet Saturday morning at home after a busy week.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Ft. Hood

I have been thrown off kilter. Yesterday was peppered with  minor annoyances and as I left work I was frustrated. Driving out of of the parking lot at work I heard the first talk of things happening at Ft. Hood. My afternoon had been so full I hadn't heard anything prior to that.

As I drove home I gathered bits and pieces and my heart became heavy with grief for the people who were involved in the shooting and their families. Suddenly the drama of my day was revealed for what it was...petty and not worth stewing over.

When something like this happens it is hard to understand and it devastates so many....the people involved, their loved ones, the emergency responders, and indirectly all of us. We grieve and we wonder if anywhere is safe. We try to make sense, but there is no sense in an act like this.

My heart and prayers go out to the injured and the loved ones of everyone involved. As I considered my quest to be more thankful this month I contemplated what I could say today in light of this. There is one thing that I know is true today. I am thankful for the men and women of the Armed Forces who put themselves in harms way every day even as I am saddened that harms way came to what is supposed to be a safe place and at the hands of a fellow soldier.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

The Great Macaroni War

So, here’s a bit of truth about me – I hate surprises. Not all surprises, just the kind I know are coming. I certainly don’t mind the ones that comes out of the blue. “You’ve done such a great job; here’s a ginormous raise to show our appreciation.” (Phil, Gary are you reading this!?!) I’m quite all right with those unexpected events.

But surprises like Christmas presents under a tree? It drives me absolutely batty. I am not a patient person and all those wonderfully wrapped presents beckon to me and torment me. As a child Christmas time was torture for me.

Yes, every year I would try to find new and clever ways to find out what my presents were. I would scope out all the hiding places in search of unwrapped gifts. Once they were wrapped it became a little more challenging, but I persevered. I soon became quite adept at unwrapping presents and then rewrapping them so no one would know that I had peeked. To this day you can find me shaking gifts as soon as they appear under the tree.

Several years ago my brother had my name in the family gift exchange. My gift came with a warning to open upside down. It was heavy – I had asked for books – and it rattled; an intriguing combination for sure. When I opened the package macaroni spilled out explaining the rattle and marking the start of The Great Macaroni War. My brother may have won that battle, but the war was far from over.

I retaliated the next year with a sweet little box loaded with macaroni. To keep it from rattling I folded a piece of cardboard and stuffed it on top of the pasta. I taped the lid down, tied a blue bow around it and sent it off to my unsuspecting brother. Silly boy had become complacent and had no idea what was about to happen. Cue evil laughter…

Later my brother’s son took up the fight and packed one of my presents with macaroni. You gotta love a kid like that! But, he was no match for me. I fired back on his next birthday with a gift card encased in a CD jewel case, filled with birthday candle confetti, and super glued closed. He vowed his revenge and began plotting.

That Christmas I received a present on which my nephew had very sweetly written, “To my favorite aunt.” I beamed with pride as I pulled the paper off to find a package wrapped in duct tape. Under the duct tape were several layers of plastic grocery bags, more duct tape, and more grocery bags. I laughed as I unwrapped and unwrapped and unwrapped…

I definitely have a formidable opponent, but I am crafty. I am wily. I will not be outdone. Every year around this time darling neph and I begin trading jabs about macaroni. No one knows when the next scrimmage will happen, but the anticipation hangs in the air.

The Great Macaroni War seemingly has become a family tradition. Family traditions are not only fun, they tie us together and strengthen our bonds. Because of our traditions and strong bonds our family has supported each other in tough times. It is comforting to know I can always rely on them. And I don’t even mind not knowing what will happen next in the Great War!

Though one may be overpowered by another, two can withstand him. And a threefold cord is not quickly broken. - Ecclesiastes 4:12

Attitude of Gratitude

Tammie is thankful for a good job in this tough economy.

(Wow, me thinks Tammie spends too much time on Facebook and can't stop referring to herself in third person!)

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

Last night as I drove home there was an incredible almost full harvest moon. It glowed white against a dusky blue sky that was tinged with a slight pink glow as the sun slipped behind the mountains. I only wish I had my camera to capture it on film to share with you. I am thankful for the beauty of our world.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Diagnosing Dementia

Diagnosing dementia can be a frustrating experience. Currently the only way to know 100% what kind of dementia a patient has is to do an autopsy at the time of death. Not knowing exactly what type a patient has can mean a process of trial and error to find the right medications to help them. Finding a way to definitively pinpoint dementias will lead to improvements in patient care and provide clues to help in finding a cure.

Recent studies by the Mayo Clinic have shown promise in using MRI technology to identify patterns of dementia in the brain. An article published at Science Daily states that 90 patients were involved in the study and that beginning results showed a 75%-80% accuracy rate. More study is needed, but the beginning results are promising.

While this technology is still new and needs more study it is another step in the right direction.

Attitude of Gratitude

Today I am thankful for living in a country that values freedom and independence.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Attitude of Gratitude

Thanksgiving is just around the corner. It comes every year, but somehow seems to sneak up on me and I suspect I am not the only who feels this way. This year in order to extend the season I decided to focus on giving thanks throughout the month of November.

So, today being the first day of November I thougth about what I am grateful for. There are so many things to appreciate about my life.

One thing I am thankful for is the beautiful Indian Summer weather we enjoyed today after a week of snow and cold. (Of course, I was thankful for the snow days that weather brought earlier this week!)

What are you thankful for?

Fall Back

O Israel, hope in the Lord From this time forth and forever. ~Psalm 131:3