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Thanksgiving #2

I suppose I should have mentioned that the likely hood I post daily is pretty low. Like you my schedule and routines have their good days and their bad days.

There are days that I look like one of those bobbly head dolls. Other days I manage to hold my head on a little tighter.

My goal is to post 24 blessings even if that means on Thanksgiving eve I am writing 23 posts. :)

Last night was our youth activity night and the activity that was planned was a little out of my comfort zone. As I sat there and listened to the instructions for the activity my stomach began to turn. I really, really do not want to do this was the thought running thru my mind.

However, the girls seemed pretty excited and I knew that I didn't want to be the wet blanket on a fun activity. So I put on my sense of humor hat and participated with a smile.

I quickly discovered that life is handled better with a sense of humor. Everything does not have to be serious or within my comfort zone to be fun.

In fact, I realized last night that one negative side effect to a house full of teenagers is I have lost my sense of humor. I have been taking life and all the speeds bumps, pot holes, dead ends, and road closed way to seriously.

This morning I tried to remember the last time I laughed. I mean really, really, really laughed. Laughed until my side hurts and my eyes watered.

Sadly, I couldn't remember.

Then I thought how I have lost my humor and I am taking life too seriously and I have only two reactions any more. Happy or ticked. Most of the time it has been the ticked.

Then I thought about how grateful I am to be put in situations where I am forced to have a sense of humor. To deal with life with a little more laughter than I am naturally inclined.




Once upon a time I started to discover a more optimistic happier Krissi. Somewhere over the past year I have lost her. Today I am grateful that I had the opportunity to remember how important it is to laugh and have a good sense of humor.

Happy thursday everyone. Is it to early to start counting down until Christmas?

Krissi

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