Kids are contentedly playing games together, one on the phone with his soon to be bride, smell of pumpkin and pecan pies from the oven. Hearing
chimes of “can’t I just have a tiny slice today, I don’t mind tasting to see if it is okay.” Sitting down to relax after a long day shopping, cooking, catching up with friends.
Crash! Thunk! What on earth?
Open my closet door, bottom shelf, with all the clothes hanging below crashed to the floor in one big heap! What a sight!
Past time to reorganize closet, but shut the door, enjoying Thanksgiving, then open that dreaded door.
I’m thankful for closet doors.
I am thankful for so many things. It is only fitting to pause a moment, and share my gratitude.
I’m thankful for my family, for their health, for my husband and each of my children, each with their own unique personalities and talents.
I’m thankful for my faith, that guides me each day. The responsibilities I’ve been given.
I’m thankful for my health, the abilities I’ve been given, to share my talents with others. I’m thankful for the freedom I have to grow and develop these talents, to be able to make choices. I’m thankful for this beautiful world.
I’m thankful for friends, online and off, for sharing their hearts, knowledge and talents, for enriching my life. It has been a great week, time with family, working on projects. If the biggest gripe I can come up with is my closet, I am truly blessed.