Many thanks to Lizzi’s Ten Things of Thankful this week. I am ‘borrowing’ her moment by moment theme, which means I am blatantly plagiarizing my blogging mentor. And she doesn’t even know she’s my mentor. Outright stealing then. Here we go. I am so thankful for:
- Many moments of sheer joy as weather forecasters predicted snow. More joy as the snow fell. Prayers that no one would lose their power as the sheets of ice followed.
- My dearest widower who has fed the birdlings throughout this storm. He used a metal rake and hauled himself, step by step, up the treacherous icy hill to the feeder. My dear one has poured out pounds of seed daily for the chilled ground-eating flocks (and squirrels). What a widower!
- The pleasure of watching the birdlings eat and eat and eat.
- Our power remaining on! And the neighbor’s giant tilting tree has not fallen! This oak started leaning after hurricane Fran and continues to tilt a bit more every year. Yeah, not the best photo but Cee‘s blog is helping me!
- Special texts today from special friends! Growing up isolated and warped, I never learned how to be a friend. I am grateful for the women who have patiently loved me into relationships. Still learning, still stumbling, but hands are always reaching out to catch me.
- My sister. She also grew up in that crushing environment where we were pitted against one another for shreds of “affection.” My sister somehow became a remarkable woman, generous beyond words. Her life is a living sacrifice for those who desperately need love.
- Stacey, whose spunky spirit makes her oblivious to the little phonological glitches of her world. One cute glitch: Stacey has heard her sibs and others talk about Plan B. She hears Plan V, and drew a picture of same (with help for spelling ‘plan,’ of course). When her sibs looked at it and said “B! B!” Stacey continued to draw V’s with great joy. She’s a survivor.
- Carrot cake, which my dearest widower and I ate for breakfast, lunch, and dinner during the storm. Not out of necessity. Out of pure gluttony. Oops, that’s an oxymoron.
- Awesome worship music. My current favorite is Keeper of My Heart by Kari Jobe.
- Chocolate. Enough said.
* *tears* * …lots of them, upon reading your poignant blog. Love you.
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Love you!!!!!!!!!
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Your widower is a feeder of birds (and squirrels, and in season, chipmunks) after my own heart.
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That’s sweet. I think you’d get along real well.
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