poor suffering brother. I cry over a misunderstanding I have recently had with someone, I cry while listening to This American Life, I cry when I think about my oldest leaving the nest. Well... for that last one maybe I just get misty. He can still be a teenager you know.
But on this Thanksgiving morning I should not be thinking about sad things. I should be focusing on what I have to be thankful for. For I truly believe that when you are down, all you need to do is make a list of what is good in your life and things will start to look up. It's a tried and tested theory in my life. And giving thanks IS my love language after all. So here goes!
Lately I have been thankful for my body. I know- weird right? But as I progress in years I look at my mortality a bit more and think about what I can do to make this vehicle last for the long haul and not have it get in my way by slowing me down with problems. So for totally selfish reasons I have started working out with more regularity. I've stopped making excuses like "my bed is too comfy this morning" and I have been walking with some friends (about 3 miles) each morning. I tried running but my body just isn't there yet. I get ankle and foot pain that tells me to stop. And yes, I have good shoes. I have also been taking an intense 'cage fitness' class on Tuesdays. I like telling people that "I am training to be a cage fighter" and then I watch for signs of a Napoleon Dynamite fan. It's a good litmus test for coolness. So the fun part has been seeing myself progress. It has been good and I am proud of myself. I have now lost 10 lbs due to this and eating better. So I can say that I am thankful for my body this Thanksgiving. Then I can eat with careless abandon and feel sick afterwards! (Seriously- I tried eating pizza and fries the other day for my birthday and I about vomited afterwards. I think my body was rebelling..... what's up with that?!)
I am thankful for the Gospel in my life. I look around at the things of the world and all it's madness and I am so grateful for the guidance I have. I am so glad I was raised the way I was -in a religious home. For things that just come naturally to me, like eating meals together, spending time together as a family, praying and reading scriptures as a family. Those things have made a huge difference in my life and I hope to pass it on. My church means everything to me.
I am thankful (every day) that we have enough money. Things have been tight in the past and I am grateful for those times too and for the lessons that struggle brings. This year, however, I am thankful for the abundance we have been blessed with. All those years in school and residency were worth it. Now don't get crazy thinking we are rich. We aren't. But I am thankful we can give our children braces and music lessons with out sweating it too much. Now I am thinking we need to pay it forward and bless someone else. What a better way to show gratitude than to help someone else?
Well now it's almost 8:00 am and I'm thinking it's time to roast the mushrooms for the stuffing. Can't miss that boat! (the mushroom boat- ha!) Here's to hoping that Big Boy won't even notice them in the mix.
Happy Thanksgiving to my bloggy friends!!!