I'm not naturally optimistic, mostly a realist, I think. An optimistic realist maybe? Looking on the bright side of things has taken some serious mind and heart training for me. Hubs is an eternal optimist, and sometimes it drives me nuts. His optimism pushes me to think differently and pulls me out of my occasional doldrums.
This counting though...this has put me over the edge. My outlook on life is directly related to my counting of the gifts. So, Mr. Grumpy Gills, when life gets you down, you know whatcha' gotta' do? Just keep counting, just keep counting, just keep counting, counting, counting....what do we do? We count!
146. friends who can be trusted with the hardest conversations
147. the wonders of technology allowing us to chat even though we're half a world from one another!
148. having to let my prayers hug when my arms can't
149. Hubs unloading the dishwasher again and again
150. Monkey's little sayings...many having to do with poop
151. really healthy boys...Gator is 4'7" and 81 lbs; Bull is 4' and 50 lbs; Monkey is 3'1" and 33 lbs!
152. being excited about a study
153. new friends
154. OAMC - I only spent 15 minutes in the kitchen tonight prepping dinner!
155. looking forward to redeeming my birthday present - a massage and facial - tomorrow night!
156. learning life in a new place
157. getting used to having Hubs home
158. being comforted after a nightmare
159. remembering that it's alright to miss familiarity
160. knowing that familiarity will grow
1 comment:
Love your post! And the movie clip made me smile -- love that movie! I'm with you girl -- just keep counting, just keep counting!
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