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A Month of Thanksgiving

Last year the month of November friends from everywhere were posting reasons they were thankful. Each day I logged on to Facebook or google reader and was filled with thanksgiving.

It was very cool!

I have no idea what this month has in store for me.

One moment I have time to spare and the next I'm the energizer bunny and I just

 keep going...

keep going...

keep going...

Well you get the idea.

However, I am hopeful that with only 24 days until Thanksgiving I can share a blessing a day.

This time of year it is important for me to remember all that I have and not worry so much about what I don't have.

Day One

This is harder than it looks. There are all the obvious blessings family,home, jobs, ect..

But this month is not about the obvious. This month is about the little blessings that make every day better. I guess you would say the metaphorical roses.

Today I took Al to the first practice of a competitive basketball team. I never thought Al would ever play competitive ball, and I wasn't sure if this was the right road for her. However, recent events led us to give it try.

As we left the house Al was not happy. I was this thinking this is not going to work. She sat slumped in her seat grouchy and grumpy. I'm sure any of you with hormone crazed teenagers know exactly the mood she was throwing at me. With an ever sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach we walked into practice.

After things got going I saw a miracle occur. A tiny little smile had found its way onto Al's face. Soon after that a full on smile occurred. I was taken back that my surly girl was having fun.

She won't admit it. She seriously will never say I love it thanks for taking me. However, the evidence was there a smile.

These days with a house of hormones I take them when I get them. I thank my lucky stars that underneath all that teenage snarl they still exist. I can't wait for the day that they take a more permanent residence because they brighten my day.

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(Al's Halloween creation this year. She was a candy corn. This would be an example of her "smile" these days.)


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(Once upon a time her smile looked like this.)

Happy November everyone. May this month be full of smiles.

Krissi
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Me, Myself and I said…
Al was very sweet at the Halloween party and she shared her Smarties with Hollie. :)
November 2, 2011 at 7:24 AM
Willow said…
I am grateful for a two-wheeled nemesis that makes me ache all over. Because of my tormentor, my lungs function a bazillion times better, my humor is vastly improved, and I'm far more patient with my family. Also, 40 pounds less of me doesn't suck!
November 2, 2011 at 8:04 AM
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