11 - Freedom
I’m thankful today for the freedoms we have in this country, freedoms we often, unfortunately take for granted. we have the right to worship and live and love as we see fit, and there is beauty in that.
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10 - Mike
Today, as all days, I’m thankful for Mike. I was so crazy angry with him yesterday but crazy in love with him, too. he is my best friend after all these years, the one I want to tell my good and bad stories. I just adore this man. I still believe God gave me better than I deserve, and I am grateful.
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9 - ice cream
Silly? yes. Truthful? yes. It’s my favorite dessert comfort food. both of my grandfathers gave me ice cream when I was little. Something about ice cream still makes me happy.
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8 - Motherhood
There are days when a life free of the cares of motherhood appeal to my baser nature, and I try to go to the Hallmark store without Eliza at every opportunity. But in truth, these small people in my home make me a better human being. They make me more compassionate, more aware of others, more alive. I am blessed by motherhood in ways I could never have imagined.
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7 - babysitters
Today is the birthday of one of my favorite babysitters, and it made me think about some of the sweet ones I’ve had through the years. We’ve never lived in a town with family, so we’ve never had family as babysitters. We have, however, always lived and one of us has worked at a college, so we’ve always been blessed with college-age babysitters. And the truth is, I’ve kept several as friends.
My dearest friend, Mandy, began as Griff’s first babysitter. He couldn’t have been a couple of months old when we were renovating the old house we bought, and she came and took him back to her dorm to get him out of the house so we could paint. Twelve years later, I love Mandy (and the family she has built) like family.
Mandy kept Griff for our fifth anniversary so we could have an overnight trip. I can remember her checking in with me, telling me she was watching the Mets game, and that he was asleep on her tum.
Dena came along when Griff was in kindergarten, and Eliza was scheduled to debut in November. Eliza didn’t so much wait and arrived in October, and Dena kindly rearranged her schedule to help us with NICU visits. And she stayed with us on a daily basis for a couple of years. We met boyfriends and heard about school struggles.
Stephanie began watching the kids in church and eased over to staying with them at home. Poor Steph was with Griff when he fell and busted open his his head and bled on her. The one time I ever left my phone in the car & she couldn’t get me, who did she go to? Mandy, who had grown up & moved in next door.
Here in Florida, Jenna was the first sitter I really enjoyed. The kids adored her, as did I. She’s since graduated (all the good ones do) and moved away to take a real job where she’s kicking tush. But she still comes over to visit and to help with kid projects. And when Mike and the kids were in Louisiana last summer, who was on my list of people to see? Jenna.
I’m grateful to girls to keep my kids so I can spend much needed time with my husband. I’m more grateful for those girls who turn into girlfriends for me.
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