Category Archives: Thankful Thursdays

Oh Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun

Leah gave this to me when she was 5. It's my "get un-grumpy" picture.

Leah gave this to me when she was 5. It's my "get un-grumpy" picture.

Today, I am very simply thankful for the sunshine.

It shone so brightly in my windows today that it blinded me this morning as I was trying to fix lunches and fill backpacks in front of my east-facing windows.

This afternoon, it shone so brightly in a west-facing window that it reflected off the pages of the book I was reading to Sarah and hurt our eyes.

This evening, at sunset, it shone so brightly in my eyes as I was trying to park the van, that I could barely see to do it.

And all day long it was melting the snow!

Spring is in the air, the birds are chirping in the morning and I have my eyes peeled to spot my first robin of the season.

Oh Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun…Please shine down on me!

Thank you for bein’ a friend

This Thankful Thursday post is dedicated to my girlfriends. I don’t know how many, if any, will even read this, but that’s not really the point.

The point is, I have a terrific support group of a handful of ladies who

  • make me laugh,
  • sympathize with me when I cry,
  • tell me I look great in my new jeans one day,
  • and ask me to join Weight Watchers with them another day,
  • listen to me vent about the idiotic people in my life,
  • pray for me when life gives me lemons,
  • celebrate with me when life gives me roses,
  • commiserate with me when my husband and kids drive me nuts (yes, they do once in awhile)
  • and make me laugh.

In just the last few days, I’ve been reminded of how important and fun my girlfriends are…

  • had dinner and saw a movie with one
  • went to lunch and shared some of the roses life is giving me with another
  • complained about some idiotic people with a third.

There’s really no need to name names here. They know who they are. These ladies are such an important part of my life and I’m thankful for them!

Anissa’s Going Home!

Of all the things I’m thankful for, one of the most important is my faith. Like most people, I’ve had my share of trouble’s in this life. The past year and a half have been rough.  My faith in God and trust in his plan is what gets me through this and other difficult times. Now, I’m not going to pretend that I never have a down day, that I never get scared or worried. Of course I do! I’m human.

But, ultimately, my faith gives me hope. I shudder to think where I would be without it.

During a time in my life when things have been difficult, I’m also thankful for the example of faith, patience and perseverance that has been set not only for me, but for the world, by Anissa and Peter Mayhew. I don’t know these people, but I love them and I pray for them continually.

I first heard of Anissa on November 17 when a couple of her friends and my twittermates  (@laughmom and @dbinkowski) tweeted expressing their concern for her.

I’m not going to attempt to tell her story here–the short version is she’s a 30-something wife and mother of three who had a massive stroke. Her story is already being told very eloquently by her husband, Peter at Hope4Peyton.org. It’s through his telling of their story that I have found a renewed faith.

This family has faced so much heartache. My problems pale in comparison. Yours probably do, too.

But through every post that Peter has written his belief

  • that God will see them through this,
  • God is good and
  • we must be patient as God works out his plan is evident.

And inspiring!

I don’t presume to know God’s plan for myself, much less the Mayhew family. But, I can tell you this: people have been introduced to God and shown his power through Anissa and Peter Mayhew. And, other people, like me, who already knew God, have been inspired to trust Him more and to wait patiently for His will to be done.

There was BIG news, HUGE news from Peter today.

Anissa is going home today! After 92 days, Anissa is going home!

I am thankful!

I encourage you to read more about this incredible family. If you’re not moved to tears at least once, well, then…?

Snow much fun!

I really can’t believe I’m going to say this, but I’m thankful for the snow we had this week.

It didn’t come without its down side…three snow days with all six of us cooped up in the house, treacherous roads, cold temperatures, etc., but snow brings out a desire to play outside that my children don’t seem to have in the hot summer.

Zach and friends

Zach and friends

I would bet they spent more time outside the last three days running, playing, using their imaginations and being creative than any three consecutive summer days I could put together.

Our kids range in age from 11 to 2 years old. The two year old believes whole-heartedly in the ‘no child left behind’ act. If the older ones are going out, by golly, she is too! And of course, if she’s going out, either my husband or I also have to go out.

Therefore, I would bet we’ve spent more time outside the last three days running, playing, using our imaginations and being creative than any three consecutive summer days I could put together.

This all may sound like I love the cold, the snow and winter. None of that is true! In fact, the older I get, the more appealing being a Florida snow bird sounds. But I do like variety and a break in the normal routine.

Snow provides that a few days every winter so I’m thankful for it.

Thankful. So thankful.

Today, I am giving thanks publicly for the teachers who have touched my children’s lives.

Everyone knows parents are the first and most important teachers in the lives of children. I agree. And I can confidently say my husband and I have done well in that role. However, I recognize the incredibly significant contribution their school teachers are making in their lives.

Three of my children are in school–grades 6, 3 and 1. We are blessed to live in a terrific school district. It’s one riddled with financial problems (we live in Michigan–the worst economy in the country right now), but even with cut, after cut, after cut, year after year, after year, the teachers and staff do an amazing job for our children!

Each one of them has done something for my children that stands out as going beyond the call of duty.

One simply directed my son and me to books that would help with confidence and self-esteem.

Another gave my son additional homework assignments because he was bored with the regular assignments.

Another makes each child feel as though they are the most important child in that classroom.

One encouraged extra-curricular programs that played off my son’s strengths while challenging him in areas that were more difficult.

Every one of them, without exception, has fostered in my children a love for learning, creativity and a desire to go to school and do their best.

You may think, “Well, isn’t that their job?” Yes, to a large degree it is. But there is a big difference between a teacher who goes to work, does what is required and collects a paycheck and a teacher who loves the children, loves her (or his) work and brings passion and excitement to every lesson. Those are the kinds of teachers my children have been blessed to have.

And for that, I’m thankful.

Note:I wish that I could name each teacher and the school my children attend in this post to make the praise that much more personal. But, the internet being what it is today, I think it’s in the best interest of my kids to err on the side of caution and leave those details out. Should any of the teachers written about here read this, they will know who they are and that they are appreciated.

I’m thankful times four.

It’s Thursday, so you know what that means. Time for me to tell you about something I’m thankful for.

I’m thankful for my four children. All-layingdown-horiz-2 rotated and cropped

This is a tough post to write. I could really stop now. If you’re a parent, you know that I’ve already said it all, right? Or, I could go on for days and days. If you’re a parent, you know that there’s so much more I could say, right?

I will aim to strike a balance somewhere in the middle.

Each of them is healthy. I’m thankful.

Each of them is kind. I’m thankful.

Each of them is bright. I’m thankful.

Each of them is funny.  I’m thankful.

Each of them is unique. I’m thankful.

Each of them is happy. I’m thankful.

The Lord has blessed us with the four children He chose especially for us to raise. And I’m thankful.




Thankful Thursdays

In a world where earthquakes kill thousands in a matter of seconds, financial worries plague Americans, and diseases like cancer have no cure, it’s important to remember that there is always, always, always something to be thankful for.

In the days before Thanksgiving last year, many of my facebook friends and I made a point of posting something we were thankful for everyday. It started out easy, but got progressively difficult because we all wanted to talk about things of substance so as not to appear shallow.  No one wanted to be the first to say they were thankful for french fries–even though many of us are!

What was nice about that exercise was that it did cause me to stop and reflect on the really important things in life; to appreciate the big and the small stuff. I’d like to continue the practice here so I’ve created “Thankful Thursdays.” Every Thursday, I’ll blog a little bit about what I’m thankful for. Some of the posts will be philosophical and reflective. Others will no doubt be shallow.

I’ll kick it off with this: I’m thankful for my husband. If you don’t know him, you’re missing out. He’s the best person I know. I don’t have the time, the words or the space to tell you everything, so I’ll just say–

  • That's my guy!

    That's my guy!

    he’s funny

  • he’s intelligent
  • he’s talented
  • he’s faithful (both to me and God)
  • he’s a great father
  • he cooks, he cleans, he changes diapers (that alone is enough to be thankful for!)
  • he cries
  • he gets more handsome every year
  • he takes me to Barry Manilow concerts (now you see what I’m talkin’ about, right?)
  • he’s a nice guy, a really nice guy.

We’ve been married for 17 years, together for 20 and I’m thankful for each passing year.