Counting My Blessings

It has been months since my last post.  I'd like to say that I've been too busy.  But that's only half of the truth.  I've been busy coping with life; that thing that always seems to pop up when I'm completely unprepared for it.  But tonight, as I'm laying in the my old bed, at my parents home nestled in the beautiful mountains of Virginia, I find myself freed of that frenzied feeling life brings on.  Perhaps it is the mountain air; or maybe it's not having to worry about the dog, cat, and my other favorite pet -the husband (*wink wink*).  Yes -the lawn probably needs mowing, the Mr. most definitely needs a hair cut, and there's probably something smelly in our refrigerator, but you know...it's quiet here and so am I. All of that quiet leaves my brain with lots of extra room to think.  A VERY dangerous process.

I was looking through the 16th birthday present my grandmother gave me.  It was a very professional looking scrap book and I remember the first time looking through it, I was afraid to touch the pictures.  Since then, some of the people in the pictures have passed on, and every time I come home I find myself drawn to tracing the lines of their faces and telling them how much they were loved.  I'm not sure how, but one of my 18th birthday cards from the BEST great-grandmother anyone could ever hope for slipped out of the back, right into my hand.  I laughed thinking, "I was just thinking about you today, Grammy!"  I was saying goodbye to the Mr. when she just popped into my head -she was laughing, of course, and I remember smiling and telling him that we'd call when we reached VA.

I've been so busy managing life that I'd forgotten completely about that silly birthday card.  And so -what else have I been neglecting?  As I'm laying here, I'm counting my blessings.  All of the wonderful things I have in my life, starting with my family, my freedom, and my faith.  My big dreams, and the little ones too.  Walking hand in hand with the Mr. being a good partner and helping HIS dreams come true too.  That I can truly say that I love my job, and my hobbies too (because who DOESN'T LOVE a Kindle??).  That we are finally settling into a "swing" in Bloom, and we are healthy and safe.

My blessings are big and plentiful, and I'm hoping that I can remember this when my troubles seem many, and my shoulders are heavy.  Maybe next time it won't take a birthday card to help me remember.

Keep on keepin' on.