Today I am thankful for my job. That is sort of the reason that I didn't get a chance to post yesterday. It was at reading competition and we didn't get home until 9:30. Then I thought about opening up my computer and then quickly changed my mind.
I am thankful for the children I work with, the fellow educators I teach with, and the opportunities I am granted.
And since I am a day behind I can add that I am thankful for pumpkin pie. ;)
Friday, November 16, 2012
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Day 14- friendship
Today I am thankful for friendship. Now, I don't mean to brag, but I have some amazing friends. And my friends span the spectrum. Young single friends with no kids, mommy friends, work friends, older friends (who assure me that someday I will sleep again and be able to sit for half a second). I have been getting texts from friends asking about my grandma. Work friends stopping in to ask, to chat. I have friends who I may not have seen for a bit (because they LEFT me-not bitter or anything ;) ) but we talk as if not a moment has passed. I have friends I go to who always have a shoulder for me to cry on. Friends I know will pray for me, encourage me, and give me a kick in the butt when I need it! I don't take any of them for granted. I have friends who I know God hand picked for me. I have friends who make me a better person, mom, wife, teacher, and Christian.
“Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one.”
― C.S. Lewis
“Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one.”
― C.S. Lewis
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Day 13- chior
Monday, November 12, 2012
Day 12- Always
I do my cryin' in the shower. Grandma is not feeling well. Filled with pain and wanting "to go home." I wrote about Grandma Yackuboskey here. Check it out. Although the numbers are a bit off (more weddings and babies) we are quite the family. When I got the call that mom was going to the hospital to see Grandma, I froze. Not because I don't know where she is heading. Sure as the sky is blue Grandma will be dancing with Grandpa someday...but because that shadow comes close. Close and I remember. I remember the pain and shock. Who knows what tomorrow may bring, but I remember yesterday. As I showered and cried and told God how unfair death was, my heart was suddenly quieted. Sure as anything this scripture came to mind. Recited quietly. Like a promise.
PSALM 23
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. 2 He makes me to lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters. 3 He restores my soul; He leads me in the paths of righteousness For His name’s sake. 4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,I will fear no evil; For You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. 5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You anoint my head with oil; My cup runs over. 6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me All the days of my life; And I will dwell in the house of the Lord Forever.
Who knows the hour for any of us?The Bible tells us that we are all but vapor, here today and gone tomorrow.
Today I am thankful for the word of God. Not for the book of stories. Or instructions, rules, and laws. But today I am thankful that the word of God can touch us in our darkest places and give us hope. Hope that even in our darkest days, we do not walk alone. He is with us. He is there to comfort. Someday we can all dwell in the house of he Lord together.
"And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” Matthew 28:20 Thank you God for your promise
Always
PSALM 23
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. 2 He makes me to lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters. 3 He restores my soul; He leads me in the paths of righteousness For His name’s sake. 4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,I will fear no evil; For You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. 5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You anoint my head with oil; My cup runs over. 6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me All the days of my life; And I will dwell in the house of the Lord Forever.
Who knows the hour for any of us?The Bible tells us that we are all but vapor, here today and gone tomorrow.
Today I am thankful for the word of God. Not for the book of stories. Or instructions, rules, and laws. But today I am thankful that the word of God can touch us in our darkest places and give us hope. Hope that even in our darkest days, we do not walk alone. He is with us. He is there to comfort. Someday we can all dwell in the house of he Lord together.
"And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” Matthew 28:20 Thank you God for your promise
Always
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Day 9, 10, 11
I missed two days! But day one my son was using my laptop and I fell asleep. Day two I asked husband to bring up the laptop, but I fell asleep! Tonight it is 8:30 already and I better hurry because I want to...fall asleep.
Day 9 I was thankful for a sense of humor. I was off and trying to clean. I was in another room when my children decided that they wanted to go "ice skating." They coated the floor in soap and tried to slip and slide skate. Actually they did a pretty nice job until mommy found them.
Day 10 I am thankful for getting things done. I did a crazy amount of laundry. This was in addition to cleaning up a crazy little boy sleepover and getting ready for a chuck-e-cheese party. Scott told me I should have said I was thankful for chuck-e-cheese. Umm...great that the kids have fun there, but..oh my.
Today of course I am so very thankful for the vetrans and active service men and women. They are the very definition of what heroic means. We are blessed and so very thankful for the many things that would not be possible without their service.
And now...I am thankful for sleep!
Day 9 I was thankful for a sense of humor. I was off and trying to clean. I was in another room when my children decided that they wanted to go "ice skating." They coated the floor in soap and tried to slip and slide skate. Actually they did a pretty nice job until mommy found them.
Day 10 I am thankful for getting things done. I did a crazy amount of laundry. This was in addition to cleaning up a crazy little boy sleepover and getting ready for a chuck-e-cheese party. Scott told me I should have said I was thankful for chuck-e-cheese. Umm...great that the kids have fun there, but..oh my.
Today of course I am so very thankful for the vetrans and active service men and women. They are the very definition of what heroic means. We are blessed and so very thankful for the many things that would not be possible without their service.
And now...I am thankful for sleep!
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Day 8- weekend
Today after 12 hours at school, I am thankful for a 4 day weekend. And after 12 hours at school, that is all I got.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Day 6- voting
Today I am thankful for the right to vote. I am so thankful that I live in a country where free men and woman are given this opportunity to choose the leader of the free world. I am thankful for the opportunity to express our views and our opinions.
election day humor-
Luke said today in school he voted for the blue guy. Rachel voted for the guy who was in a car accident cause she felt bad?
As I was having a very colorful rant about politics, I looked to my eldest son for his opinion to which he replied, "sorry but I stopped listening after the pick you nose or scratch you butt or pick your butt and scratch your nose. It was hilarious." I know I have heard that saying before but can't remember where.
On non-election news, when doing our thankful chain (we were two behind) Rachel wrote clothes and books. Will wrote meat and drinks. Luke said markers and books(be still my heart). Bella is thankful for the Kindle and apples. BTW daddy was thankful for safe travel (since we found out there was a major problem with his truck we were unaware of) and Jesus. Mommy was thankful for living in America and laughing at Nick playing with his feet. We are simple people around here.
election day humor-
Luke said today in school he voted for the blue guy. Rachel voted for the guy who was in a car accident cause she felt bad?
As I was having a very colorful rant about politics, I looked to my eldest son for his opinion to which he replied, "sorry but I stopped listening after the pick you nose or scratch you butt or pick your butt and scratch your nose. It was hilarious." I know I have heard that saying before but can't remember where.
On non-election news, when doing our thankful chain (we were two behind) Rachel wrote clothes and books. Will wrote meat and drinks. Luke said markers and books(be still my heart). Bella is thankful for the Kindle and apples. BTW daddy was thankful for safe travel (since we found out there was a major problem with his truck we were unaware of) and Jesus. Mommy was thankful for living in America and laughing at Nick playing with his feet. We are simple people around here.
Monday, November 5, 2012
Day 5- medicine
Today I am thankful for modern medicine. I had a different thankful item today but I have not been having a good time with the stomach after a very nice week and a half run. I am thankful that when I feel my worst I do get some relief with medication. Although it may not bring as much as I want at the moment....However, I am hopeful that soon this may be over. Soon someone will be able to help. And thankful that until that happens I have medicine that can help.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Day-4 brothers and sisters
I am thankful for the first friends God has given me- my brothers and sisters.
My brother Doug and I were first and best friends. We played together, had the same friends. We camped, rode bikes, played baseball and got sunburned, and played hockey on the frozen pond. Now, he is a man whom I respect and cherish. I know he doesn't think what he does as heroic. But I do. He serves his country in the United States Air Force, and loves his nieces and nephews. His compassion for all people does inspire me and sometimes (but don't tell him) he makes me think. He challenges us to look beyond ourselves and look to helping others. He does this in his own quiet way. Never would he take credit for all of the kindness he bestows on others, but I think he is pretty awesome.
I told my kids a couple of weeks ago that Uncle Joe and I got into a lot of fights as kids and I would kick his butt. Luke looked at me with his big brown eyes and said "You are lying! I am telling Uncle Joe you said that!" I laughed the day one of my kids asked me if Joe was my bigger brother now. I can see why since he towers over me. Words cannot tell you how proud I am of this kid. He has come through trials and tribulations that most couldn't dream about. He stands tall of who he is now. He is a man of God who seconds only to his mother in proclaiming the changing power of Jesus Christ. He pours his heart into his family. "Uncle Joe" is one of my kids favorite people. Even though I will always be the big sister, I do look up to the person he has become.
Patty has the biggest heart of anyone I know. She is the defender of the weak and will fight for those who can't. She loves her family fiercely and I can't wait to see the wife and mother she will become. She is the one of us who most closely walks like my mother. Her faith in God is undeniable as she is outspoken on her foundation. Patty is the person you go to when you need a kind word, a shoulder to cry on, or another warrior to your cause. She loves people completely and passionately. She is also a teacher, an advocate, and a fighter for special need kids. She reminds me to keep fighting and keep loving.
Finally, the baby- Christina Jean. She is the straighter talker and kick you in the butt when you need it. She isn't afraid to tell you what you need. In a world where everyone is so worried about saying the right thing, she is refreshing to know you can count on her for the truth. She is also loyal to her family. She is kind and caring. When Christy loves, she gives her whole heart and soul. I never met anyone who goes after her goals as she does. She is driven and committed. She inspires to dream about possibilities. She believes life has no limits and actually has me believing her! She is always a phone call away and hug when you need it. We tease her about being the touchy feely one, but she is always there when you need her.
Sometimes people are amazed to find out that I have 5 kids in this day and age. But I am always draw back to my own childhood. My own experiences. I think of these guys. My brothers and sisters. My lifelong, always got your back friends. I smile. I see the bonds my children are creating and know what a ride they are in for with each other.
My brother Doug and I were first and best friends. We played together, had the same friends. We camped, rode bikes, played baseball and got sunburned, and played hockey on the frozen pond. Now, he is a man whom I respect and cherish. I know he doesn't think what he does as heroic. But I do. He serves his country in the United States Air Force, and loves his nieces and nephews. His compassion for all people does inspire me and sometimes (but don't tell him) he makes me think. He challenges us to look beyond ourselves and look to helping others. He does this in his own quiet way. Never would he take credit for all of the kindness he bestows on others, but I think he is pretty awesome.
I told my kids a couple of weeks ago that Uncle Joe and I got into a lot of fights as kids and I would kick his butt. Luke looked at me with his big brown eyes and said "You are lying! I am telling Uncle Joe you said that!" I laughed the day one of my kids asked me if Joe was my bigger brother now. I can see why since he towers over me. Words cannot tell you how proud I am of this kid. He has come through trials and tribulations that most couldn't dream about. He stands tall of who he is now. He is a man of God who seconds only to his mother in proclaiming the changing power of Jesus Christ. He pours his heart into his family. "Uncle Joe" is one of my kids favorite people. Even though I will always be the big sister, I do look up to the person he has become.
Patty has the biggest heart of anyone I know. She is the defender of the weak and will fight for those who can't. She loves her family fiercely and I can't wait to see the wife and mother she will become. She is the one of us who most closely walks like my mother. Her faith in God is undeniable as she is outspoken on her foundation. Patty is the person you go to when you need a kind word, a shoulder to cry on, or another warrior to your cause. She loves people completely and passionately. She is also a teacher, an advocate, and a fighter for special need kids. She reminds me to keep fighting and keep loving.
Finally, the baby- Christina Jean. She is the straighter talker and kick you in the butt when you need it. She isn't afraid to tell you what you need. In a world where everyone is so worried about saying the right thing, she is refreshing to know you can count on her for the truth. She is also loyal to her family. She is kind and caring. When Christy loves, she gives her whole heart and soul. I never met anyone who goes after her goals as she does. She is driven and committed. She inspires to dream about possibilities. She believes life has no limits and actually has me believing her! She is always a phone call away and hug when you need it. We tease her about being the touchy feely one, but she is always there when you need her.
Sometimes people are amazed to find out that I have 5 kids in this day and age. But I am always draw back to my own childhood. My own experiences. I think of these guys. My brothers and sisters. My lifelong, always got your back friends. I smile. I see the bonds my children are creating and know what a ride they are in for with each other.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Day 3-mom
Today and everyday I am thankful for my mom. This is another area where I feel words are lacking in appreciation for her.
Until I was married and had kids of my own, I didn't realize how truly awesome my mom is. And I know (almost) everyone can go on about how awesome their mom is-but truly I think I got the top of the line.
When I was a kid, my mom was my best friend. I could sit and talk for hours with her. She was ironing, cooking, cleaning, or doing something and I was rambling on about boys, friends, God, or just about anything. She would listen and comment. Laugh or cry. My mom was always the first one I wanted to talk to about a problem or tell her something awesome that happened.
I remember when I got the flu the first time after I was married. I was puking and crying and I told Scott to call my mom. For what he had asked. Just because I want her to know I am sick and to pray for me. I just wanted mom to know.
I have never once called her and she not been able to be there for me. Never. I have called at all hours asking her questions about the kids, asked if she could watch them, or just needed to hear her tell me things would be ok. She has. Every time.
As time passes, I feel like I see my mom as more amazing as the year go on. She has been to hell and back and never once has doubted her faith. She walked us to Church in 3 feet of snow drifts as children to praise the Lord and tells is daily as adults to never let go of Christ. She is the picture of a woman on her knees for her children. Through crisis after crisis for each of us she never has given up. She will tell you she knew God was on her side and all would be OK. Even when others doubted, she knew. She lives her faith.
She created a home where her kids felt comforted and blessed. In that home, I know my own children, her grandchildren, are loved, spoiled, and comforted. As adults, we joke and fight about who she would live with if it ever came to that. She doesn't want to be a burden. She doesn't realize how blessed each of us feels to be able to repay her just a sliver of all she has given and sacrificed for us.
If I am half the mother she is, I will surly be worth more than gold or rubies. Truly for my mother, her children rise us and call her blessed.
Until I was married and had kids of my own, I didn't realize how truly awesome my mom is. And I know (almost) everyone can go on about how awesome their mom is-but truly I think I got the top of the line.
When I was a kid, my mom was my best friend. I could sit and talk for hours with her. She was ironing, cooking, cleaning, or doing something and I was rambling on about boys, friends, God, or just about anything. She would listen and comment. Laugh or cry. My mom was always the first one I wanted to talk to about a problem or tell her something awesome that happened.
I remember when I got the flu the first time after I was married. I was puking and crying and I told Scott to call my mom. For what he had asked. Just because I want her to know I am sick and to pray for me. I just wanted mom to know.
I have never once called her and she not been able to be there for me. Never. I have called at all hours asking her questions about the kids, asked if she could watch them, or just needed to hear her tell me things would be ok. She has. Every time.
As time passes, I feel like I see my mom as more amazing as the year go on. She has been to hell and back and never once has doubted her faith. She walked us to Church in 3 feet of snow drifts as children to praise the Lord and tells is daily as adults to never let go of Christ. She is the picture of a woman on her knees for her children. Through crisis after crisis for each of us she never has given up. She will tell you she knew God was on her side and all would be OK. Even when others doubted, she knew. She lives her faith.
She created a home where her kids felt comforted and blessed. In that home, I know my own children, her grandchildren, are loved, spoiled, and comforted. As adults, we joke and fight about who she would live with if it ever came to that. She doesn't want to be a burden. She doesn't realize how blessed each of us feels to be able to repay her just a sliver of all she has given and sacrificed for us.
If I am half the mother she is, I will surly be worth more than gold or rubies. Truly for my mother, her children rise us and call her blessed.
Friday, November 2, 2012
Day 2- My babies
The most precious jewels I will ever wear around my neck are the arms of my children.
~ Author Unknown
Day 2....woo-hoo. 2 for 2. On day two I would like to thank God for the gift of my children. There isn't a day that goes by that I do not thank God for these little miracles he has blessed me with. Each one of them has brought such joy, laughter, and peace to me. Sometimes when I look at them (when they are sleeping of course) and wonder what I ever did to deserve such goodness. Thank-you God for each and every one of them. For Will's laughter. For Rachel's kind soul. For Luke's unhindered joy. For Bella's thoughtfulness. For Nick's sweet smile. God has been so very good to me.
~ Author Unknown
Day 2....woo-hoo. 2 for 2. On day two I would like to thank God for the gift of my children. There isn't a day that goes by that I do not thank God for these little miracles he has blessed me with. Each one of them has brought such joy, laughter, and peace to me. Sometimes when I look at them (when they are sleeping of course) and wonder what I ever did to deserve such goodness. Thank-you God for each and every one of them. For Will's laughter. For Rachel's kind soul. For Luke's unhindered joy. For Bella's thoughtfulness. For Nick's sweet smile. God has been so very good to me.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
November- Day 1 Scott
November!! I love November because I love, love. love Thanksgiving. No, not for the meal- although that is good. But because of what it stands for. pure and simple thankfulness. Calling to mind all that I have been given and just feeling grateful.
Unfortunately, I was at work extra late today and my stomach is having yet again another flare up. I was going to wait until tomorrow but today is November first. And perhaps it is best that this is short and simple.
On day 1 I am most grateful for my first God given blessing of my husband. I could hands down list time after time where he has saved the day for me. Taking care of me when I need him. Doing simple little wonderful things for me, like making sure I always have a glass of water at night. Surprising me with flowers or just texting me that he loves me.
I am grateful that he picked me. I am grateful for the life we build together. I am thankful that he never gave up on me when I didn't believe in myself. I am grateful that he makes me feel like I am worth it even when I doubt.
He is undoubtedly the best man I have ever met. He is kind, compassionate, and a friend to everyone. He is the best father ever.
I am blessed to have him by my side. And for that I am most grateful.
Unfortunately, I was at work extra late today and my stomach is having yet again another flare up. I was going to wait until tomorrow but today is November first. And perhaps it is best that this is short and simple.
On day 1 I am most grateful for my first God given blessing of my husband. I could hands down list time after time where he has saved the day for me. Taking care of me when I need him. Doing simple little wonderful things for me, like making sure I always have a glass of water at night. Surprising me with flowers or just texting me that he loves me.
I am grateful that he picked me. I am grateful for the life we build together. I am thankful that he never gave up on me when I didn't believe in myself. I am grateful that he makes me feel like I am worth it even when I doubt.
He is undoubtedly the best man I have ever met. He is kind, compassionate, and a friend to everyone. He is the best father ever.
I am blessed to have him by my side. And for that I am most grateful.
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