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I cannot even say enough how ecstatic I am and so thankful for my new front porch. Besides the pleasure of sitting on it, every time I drive up toward the house there ahead of me is this...it's just beautiful!
Here is my gratitude: Back in March I reconnected with Melanie after a too-long absence of conversation and connection. They visited. I decided I could not let that happen again. She's like a daughter to me. I love her (and her precious family) to pieces. So, I set my alarm on my phone to connect. This last time, they'd just gotten home from Missouri and had taken this family picture there. She simply sent me texted me a photo. And, there's my gratitude.
And those doctors were so worried. But, he's like his momma was. When Ashley was a baby she stayed in the zero percentile for months before she started putting on enough weight to even move her to the 10 percentile. It is in his genes, baby. Skinny Minnie that he is, he's beautiful.
After reading to John and Jarrod aloud while we homeschooled those years from 7th grade on, I realized it was quite literally my favorite part of homeschooling. With Ashley and Brad moving with my grandkids to within a short 2.5 hours drive from us I figured I'd have ample opportunity to take that reading aloud to John and Jarrod and transfer it to my grandchildren. So, I started collecting books to read to them. Then, I began contemplating and bouncing around ideas in my head how I wanted to store these books. I thought first, maybe a large basket on the floor. But, as I pinned ideas, these bookshelf/photo shelf ledges kept inserting themselves into my mind. The long weekend Jeff was home, recently, he put up the shelves. Beautiful!
Just behind on posting my gratitudes. Needed to catch up. I realized this when I was uploading the 4 x 6 weeks of gratitude to a printing site for - printing.
Weeks 15 thru 17
While the truck is not fixed yet, it can be fixed. The truck is still driveable. No one was hurt long term or hospitalized. Thankful for a small deductible. It wasn't my fault (I was driving). We had such an outpouring of love and support. People came out of the woods in droves who saw everything asking if we needed witnesses because they saw the whole thing. A bad experienced lessened greatly because God was in the middle.
Still giddy with excitement and so thankful that Melanie, Sidnie, Blake, and Selah drove over from Charleston (where they were spending spring break) for a couple hours and stayed the night. We stayed up way too late, almost until midnight, for a school night - I mean work night. We talked and laughed and caught up in one night as if the years - and I'm talking way to many years - apart never were. God is good - all the time!
I believe if my One Little Word had not been Nourish and one of my intentions for this year is to Nourish relationships (which meant I had to Nourish communication, first); and because it was I contacted Melanie via text...and stayed in contact...and at just the right time I ministered to her need during a sad time...and then contacted her again, and...
God made it happen. They visited! I'm on cloud nine having been able to see, hug, hold, and talk to them.
An 8-foot and two 6-foot shelves. Filled, not quite to the ends but almost. Gorgeous! So thankful Jeff made the time for me!!! He and Jarrod worked together to put up the shelves and I set out filling them up. What teamwork! I'm so grateful to have the shelves, as the stacks of books, though beautiful in their own right, was stressing me out.
This marks decision point for final decorative art and touches to our master bedroom. My goal, my plan is to call it...gorgeous...I'm mean done - complete - by the end of April. I've got my eye on some art work and finishing touches. It is a pleasure to walk in my room. I'm smiling from ear to ear: beautiful grey walls Jeff painted a few years ago, my red chair and ottoman (which I might return to the living room and replace with light blue - haven't decided), my shelves filled, beautiful indigo blue lamp, hunky photo of hubby, piles of blue and white quilts - dreamy, giddy, feeling loved and content. As my top love language is acts of service it's no wonder I'm feeling content - and grateful.
Amidst much to be grateful for there is this.
Jeff has progressed brilliantly. The healing of his foot after surgery has been long but successful as he moves out of the walking boot into his steel-toed work boots, and they fit - and seem to be keeping the swelling minimal throughout the day at work - as he heads back out into the field to job sites. And out of the office. But, that office work - we were giving thanks for it all on its own. While Jeff had enough leave and sick days to cover most of his time off, the office work and about a week of compensation days we weren't expecting to be gifted was amazing!
We fill truly blessed by the job Jeff currently has, the boss Jeff has, and the company he works. Thank you Lord for these your blessings.
I am grateful for the words spoken through books, such as Sacred Marriage, which I've been slowly reading, carefully reading, savoring...that slap me in the face and tell me in no uncertain terms to offer an olive branch, to say I'm sorry please forgive me, even when I don't want to be humble but to humble myself anyways, to explain my wrong doing, and I am grateful for the forgiveness extended for the forgiveness received even when I don't deserve it.
We blow it way to many times. One would think that with time, harsh words, discontentment, unnecessary heartache would become few and far between - with time. But, we love so good that we sometimes fight so bad. And with time, thankfully, asking for forgiveness comes quicker.