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GRATEFUL FOR:

I have decided that today I am going to be grateful.  My thinking being that if I can think of all the reasons I am grateful maybe I can chase all my doldrums away.  Of course I do much better with the post that I can just rant and rave about the injustice of Diet Soda addictions. However, it has occurred to me that often I am much better at ummm complaining then I am at remembering and voicing my reasons to be happy or at the very least thankful.  So here is my list in no particular order than what occurs to me as I sit here and type.

Brent, I am grateful to my husband because (1) He puts up with me. Seriously I sometimes look at him and think he must be crazy to stick with me. Because the truth is I am a little crazy, a little manic, a little moody. . . ummm. . . ok in light of the new "no soda" rule A LOT MOODY, a little prickly. . .ok, ok, a lot prickly (I blame it on my Prussian genes) and in general I don't really let him know that he makes me happy because I'm to busy reminding him of all the reasons I'm Not.  I know, I know "Bad Krissi Bad!"


My Wonderful Monsters, I am grateful to my kids for a lot of reasons.  I am grateful because through them I have discovered the best parts of myself and a few of the bad parts as well.  I am grateful to them because, because of them I have learned to push myself out of my comfort zone and explore the world. I am grateful to Sam because she never says I can't, which I never realized I say too much.  I am grateful to Andrew because one day he will realize how incredibly smart he is and will never look back.  I am grateful to have a part in helping him find that out.  I am grateful to Alex because through her I have began to understand the frustrations my parents dealt with while raising me.  I better love and understand what a "but" I was.  Also, through her I have discovered a sense of humor and peace with myself. I am grateful for Henry because through him I have began to understand why my in-laws thought my husband was perfect.  P.S. He's not but they do a pretty darn good impression of perfect.
 

My parents, who taught me all they could but most of all taught me that "I can handle anything." My mom use to say, "You have 30 seconds to feel sorry for yourself then move on." I use to hate when she said that but I often find myself repeating it to my children, specifically Alex, go figure. I also find myself repeating it to myself, often! The other thing my parents taught me was how to laugh. I have often been teased about my giggle reflex and the fact that often once you get me laughing I laugh until my sides hurt and my eyes tear.  I blame it on my parents and all the times we spent laughing.


My brothers who have taught me more about living with other people then anyone else. Particularly my brother Matt who taught me one of the most valuable lessons of my life.  Arguing is futile.  If someone has a opinion different then yours arguing with them is not going to change it.  Accept the difference and move on.  From my brother Jake I have learned that sometimes you just have to step back and let people fall and having a big heart means big hurts but it also means big love.  




My mind is in family mode so I'm going to add in my in-laws. All of them together because as a whole here are a few things that I'm grateful for.  I'm grateful that when my children were baptized that there was a whole room full of people to celebrate with them.  I'm grateful that the kids have cousins that they get to laugh with and learn from.  Believe it or not Sam loves reading through every ones blogs and seeing pictures of her cousins and seeing what they are up to.  I'm grateful that we share the same belief and that we have encouragement in following the gospel. 



I'm grateful for friends and I wish that I could just go through each and everyone of you and list what particular thing I am grateful for so you would know that each of you add to my life.  Each one of you have a particular trait that is much needed and enjoyed.  From knowing how to play, how to learn, how to laugh, how to cook, how to save, all of you are admired for who you are.


I'm grateful for the gospel.  I am grateful to know who I am, where I am from, what the purpose is to my life, and where I am going. I am grateful for belonging to a gospel that calls me to callings that I don't want and to work with people I don't want to.  I have learned to love and care for people I didn't know and people I didn't think I wanted to know. As I sit in the chapel on Sunday's I realize just how many people I have shared my life with and how much each of them mean to me.


I'm grateful for my home. I really promise to end here because it occurs to me I could probably go on all day. You probably all have your own lives to live. Right? I'm grateful for having a mortgage I can afford right now.:) I'm thankful to have  a place to call home a place to raise my kids and place that hopefully we can feel with good memories and lots of laughter. Also,  I am grateful to have a place to plant flowers.:) Which leads me back to Brent who has worked to provide this for us. 


So that is all I will write today.   The truth is I am feeling a little bit better and maybe I am over the worse of the Diet Soda doldrums.  Thank you for all your comments that made me laugh and thankful to have blog.  :) You all Rock!

Comments

4kidsandcrazy said…
Okay, that was AWESOME!!! What a fabulous idea, I think I might steal it and do it on my blog. You just gave me a much better outlook for the rest of the day. Thanks!
Amos said…
Thanks Krissi, for helping me realize also that I need to be more grateful for things I have. I really loved reading your list of things you are thankful for. Thank you.

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