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Sunday, April 25, 2010

Sunday Essay

I woke up this morning thinking about how blessed I am. I have it all. What's all you ask? All is waking up thinking about your blessings!

My husband, Chuck, is away for a week. He's on a scuba diving trip with two of our three sons. I'm actually glad my third son stayed home. He's only a few minutes away and it's nice to have him in town. It's also nice to know that my boys want to be with their father. How many grown men have relationships like that? Those kinds of relationships grow from love that sprouted from seeds. Some seeds grow faster than others. With patience they all bloom.

The sun had barely peeked through the clouds this morning and I wondered what woke me up. Then I smiled. Next to me in my bed, snoring softly, was my five-year-old grandson. He was sleeping with me because my granddaughter was in the only other bedroom (that hasn't been turned into an office) with her friend Lindsey.

My house is full of happiness. It's full of love and activity. That's the way I like it. I don't care much about the furniture or the decorations anymore. They're not important to me. I don't even mind a messy house. I can remember when I was younger I used to go into a frenzy at the thought of someone dropping by when the house wasn't picked up. What was I thinking?

There are better things to obsess about than a mess. I'm not perfect. I DO obsess. Now it's about my animals. I check and double check locked gates. But that's another story for another time.

I realized this morning that I celebrate almost everything I do. What a gift that is. I feel like I'm on vacation everytime I go to the barn and ride my horse. I feel like it's a party when my granddughter rides with me. I ride dressage. My granddaughter, Alexa, did ride English. Now the girl has gone western. She's into barrel racing and I had nothing to do with that...except maybe offer her a quarter horse!

The kids are going to be with me all day. After church, we're going to do horse stuff. After that my daughter-in-law and I are going to Christian's (grandson) soccer game together. I'll kill two birds with one stone. I'll take my dogs with me and walk them in the park. They'll be thrilled. Yet another celebration!

I've been accused of being a Pollyanna and maybe I am. I do hit bumps in the road sometimes, but mostly one of life's opportuities distracts me and I'm okay again.My back hurts. I wish I could lose weight. I'm sure I have arthritis and frankly I'm getting older. I wish our house was paid off and are bills were all gone, but you know what? I'm ready to celebrate with every breath I take.

My house is full of clutter, noise, and laughter. I'm a happy camper! The only thing missing is Chuck and he'll be home soon.

10 comments:

DJan said...

You're getting older? Good thing that's not happening to me. Or the rest of us! :-) Yes, you are VERY blessed, and your life sounds like it's pretty darn perfect. Riding? Grandchild next to you? Animals galore? Yep, you're blessed. Thanks for sharing it with the rest of us.

Tweedles -- that's me said...

All your words of thankfulness,
planted a seed in my heart.
I am thankful too.
I am thankful for a huge yard
I am thankful for lots of toys,
and moms to play with me.
I am thankful for my warm bed
and treats galore.
I am thankful that I am loved,
and have friends to talk to like you.
Your words today were ment to touch my heart- and they did.
I am blessed toooo-
in my own little pug way.
Thank you for planting the seed
to remind me that life takes
patience for it to bloom.
love
tweedles

^..^Corgidogmama said...

This was beautifully written, and a joy to read. You inspired us to take a look around our own dwelling to see what's there to be thankful for.
I have become so simple, far from the stressed, uptight gal that is no longer missed!
Perfectly picked up home, all the ducks in a row, used to be how I gained control...now, who cares? I like me so much better now. Life is so much sweeter, and enjoyed now. Thank God we're smart enough to realize that Jan!

Milton said...

What a lovely post! Muttie lost her job - and income recently - and some days she does panic a bit but mostly she sees it an opportunity to do that fiction writing that she's been going on about for soooooo long. If only she'd just sit down and do it!

Milt x

Sandy said...

Had to laugh, we're so different in many ways and yet alike in many others.

My hubby's gone too, on business though he get's back tonight.

I'm enjoying the quiet. I don't like noise, rarely turn on radio. Not one to have the TV on for background noise. I like not having things scheduled so the day can just happen.

I like spending my quiet time on the computer, or with yarn. I like looking out at how green things have become with all the rain of late.

But, all that's about to change...gotta hit the showers, head to work for a day full of noise, chaos disorganization...err. It'll be another 11 hour day, and I'm still tired and hurting from the one yesterday.

So begrudgingly I leave my quiet and head to a busy, noisy, cluttered, chaotic day.

Tootles
Sandy

Jan Mader said...

I like happy noise, Sandy. I wouldn't want your cluttered noisy day either...that's no fun!!!

子珠 said...

thank for share, it is very important . ̄︿ ̄

Jenn said...

Sweet, unfortunately we live in chaos! So, it might seem OK for you for a day or two, lol, everyday it wears on the nerves! Beautiful story ty for sharing. xx

Tweedles -- that's me said...

I think you planted lots of seeds in our hearts.
Now it is time to water them and watch them grow.
Thank you again
love
tweedles

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