Gratitude

A few of my favorite things . . . gratitude

weeping willows
wheat fields
sound of a sprinkler
smell of a freshly cut lawn
the feel of Bryant’s arm pulling me close when I first crawl into bed
first cuddle of 1st snooze alarm in morning
Elisabeth’s laughter
Rachel’s blue eyes
Dad’s blue eyes
Mom’s soft warm cheek of her last hug
first news that I had a son–“It’s a boy!”
hearing the Lord’s voice for the 1st time
the sound of the dishwasher as I throw the dishrag into an empty sink
the sound sunshine makes on the carpet of an empty room
windchimes
leaves rustling in the wind
running on an abandoned road in Idaho
miles and miles of wheat fields, stalks bending in the Idaho breeze
the smell of sunshine in my children’s hair
hearing “you are a good writer!”
a smooth, blank page
rain
Sara snuggling next to me on the couch
laughing with my best friend
the sound of the ocean
Joseph laughing at my lame jokes

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