This month of gratitude has been filled with joy. I find that I catastrophize an awful lot, but when i am forced to concentrate on all of the things that I have to be grateful for, the catastrophizing stops. And I feel contentment and joy. I have to say that I am grateful to Lisa for coming up with the brilliant idea of a month of gratitude; it has affected me more than I ever imagined it would. To that end, I am still going to incorporate grateful things in my blog to keep the practice going. I would recommend this assignment to anyone. You just may not realize how much joy there is in your life until you do it.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Winter has come to Ohio. We've had snow, though nothing that has stayed, and it is cold. So today, I am grateful for sweaters, blankets, mugs of hot chocolate, wollen socks, cozy blankets, the golden glow of candles, mufflers, slouchy hats, and all things that keep us warm as the weather gets cold.
Friday, November 26, 2010
Her number was chosen when I entered everyone into the Random Number Generator at Random.Org. Her winning entry said:
"I LOVE their kids back packs!! The cutest i think I have ever seen!! My youngest boy would Love the Angel Street Kids Jurassic Backpack...it has a dinosaur on it!!LOL!!"
Congrats, Victoria! Enjoy your Moolah!
The American Indians are a beautiful people. The first images of them are some of the most beautiful photographs in existance. We can't go back and change what our forefathers did to them, but we can honor and celebrate their culture and support initiatives to restore to them the diginity and respect that they deserve. We can honor our earth, respect the land, and work toward bringing back so many animals from near extintion. Most importantly, we can practice the principals that they tried to teach us so long ago. This might be the greatest tribute of all.
Little Wolf, Cheyenne
For more absolutely beautiful photographs of early Native Americans (and all of the history, stories, and culture of this great people) visit First People. I'm just going to warn you: this site might actually blow you away.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
The older kids have ditched us for Thanksgiving. I'm not really all shook up about it; they are starting to use their wings and fly further from the nest. They are all with various family members that they rarely get to see and I'm sure will be having a great Thanksgiving with them. Hubs, Will, and I will be having Thanksgiving with my parents and my aunt Carol.
It is usually pretty loud and chaotic around here when the whole brood is home. But now that it's just the hubs, the Will, and me, it's so Silent. And Calm. And Quiet. And it will be until next Monday. The cats aren't hiding. As I am writing this, Foxy, who is usually hiding in some weird spot like the lazy Susan or our bathroom waste basket, is trying to figure out how to get onto my lap. Seems I'm not the only creature in the house who was ready for some silence.
Ah, blessed Silence.
I received an email with a link to Tyler's Thankful story. Tyler is a 15-year-old with a brain tumor; in my years as a pediatrician I was always impressed and amazed with the way chidren and teens handle serious disease. Please read his words, and if you'd like others to know about him, please link to Tyler's story on your blog.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Hearing them in her room singing Top 40 music at the top of their lungs is always a highlight of my day.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Yee hee! I've broken the 1000 follower mark and am giddy! My 1000th follower is Nanny Anna and she writes a lovely blog with great advice, a giveaway linky, and some pictures of her gorgeous grandchildren.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
CSN is a wonderful online store where you can buy a great suitcase, bedding, lighting, and pretty much anything you need for your home. Speaking of suitcases, people will be packing lots of them around this time of year and this would be a great opportunity to pick up a new snazzy model to make you feel like a chic traveler. My suitcase is covered in paisley and what I love most about it is that when everyone else is sorting through endless rows of black luggage all I have to do is wait for my green paisley suitcase to come down the chute - no one else has ever had another one!
You'll always spot your Lesportsac 30" Wheeled Duffle in Fresca! $180
Leopard print luggage - you bet! Heys USA X-Case Exotic Carry-On in Leopard, $99.99
I want this suitcase as my next piece of luggage! Diane Von Furstenberg Signature Six 25" Expandable Rolling Suitcase in Fuschia, $115.99
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
"Indian summer" makes me think of horses and fall leaves and pumpkins. The term was first used by a French American in the 1700's and in literature by John Greenleaf Whittier in 1841 in his poem "Memories"
Thus, while at times before our eyes
The shadows melt, and fall apart,
And, smiling through them, round us lies
The warm light of our morning skies,--
The Indian Summer of the heart!
In secret sympathies of mind,
In founts of feeling which retain
Their pure, fresh flow, we yet may find
Our early dreams not wholly vain
The Indian Summers of the heart. Isn't that beautiful? There is something about the words that sets my heart alight and makes me feel free and happy. An Indian summer day to frolic and play. To walk and run and lie in the grass, out toes bare, our arms showing.
Friday, November 5, 2010
I love to watch William play. He plays with complete abandon, few limits, and for the simple pleasure of it. And his whole day is looking for the next fun thing to do. He relishes in going down slides, vroom-vrooming cars over any surface he can find, spinning in circles until he gets so dizzy he falls down, and singing at the top of his lungs.
Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could indulge ourselves like three-year-olds. Often, it seems, responsibilities like finances, cooking, cleaning, working, and raising kids gets in the way of our former frivolity.
But occasionally, those moments shine through. I urge you to tango with your five-year-old, to spin in circles with the toddler, to swing until your stomach flips, just let your hair down as they say. Let the frivolity take over; you will be grateful you did.