Jeff is at the hospital for 26 hours so the kids and I had to find something to do. We made a "Thankful Door" It's always amazing at how profound their simple words are. We wrote as many things as we could that we were thankful for. And yes, I am thankful for Sam, our strong willed little boy, who refused to make a hand print. Guess you know which ones are his:)
I heard this poem many years ago and have always found it so true.
I Am So Thankful
For the teenager who is not doing dishes but is watching TV,Because that means he is at home and not on the streets.For the taxes that I pay,Because it means that I am employed.For the mess to clean after a party,Because it means that I have been surrounded by friends.For the clothes that fit a little too snug,Because it means I have enough to eat.For my shadow that watches me work,Because it means I am out in the sunshine.For a lawn that needs mowing, windows thatneed cleaning, and gutters that need fixing,
Because it means I have a home.For all the complaining I hear about the government,Because it means that we have freedom of speech.For the parking spot I find at the far endof the parking lot,Because it means I am capable of walkingand that I have been blessed with transportation.For my huge heating bill,Because it means I am warm.For the lady behind me in church that sings off key,Because it means that I can hear.For the pile of laundry and ironing,Because it means I have clothes to wear.For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day,Because it means I have been capable of working hard.For the alarm that goes of in the early morning hours,Because it means that I am alive and have a reason to get up.And finally...For too much e-mail,Because it means I have friends who are thinking of me.
For the teenager who is not doing dishes but is watching TV,Because that means he is at home and not on the streets.For the taxes that I pay,Because it means that I am employed.For the mess to clean after a party,Because it means that I have been surrounded by friends.For the clothes that fit a little too snug,Because it means I have enough to eat.For my shadow that watches me work,Because it means I am out in the sunshine.For a lawn that needs mowing, windows thatneed cleaning, and gutters that need fixing,
Because it means I have a home.For all the complaining I hear about the government,Because it means that we have freedom of speech.For the parking spot I find at the far endof the parking lot,Because it means I am capable of walkingand that I have been blessed with transportation.For my huge heating bill,Because it means I am warm.For the lady behind me in church that sings off key,Because it means that I can hear.For the pile of laundry and ironing,Because it means I have clothes to wear.For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day,Because it means I have been capable of working hard.For the alarm that goes of in the early morning hours,Because it means that I am alive and have a reason to get up.And finally...For too much e-mail,Because it means I have friends who are thinking of me.
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Man, you are a true inspiration! Thanks for the ideas and the poem!
Love you tons!
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