THANKFUL

With the past year being so full of negativity, I decided I was tired of it--tired of thinking about it, tired of writing about it, tired of living with it. 

SO--I spent the past 24 hours concentrating on the good things, things I am so thankful for.

The way my husband turns to me in his sleep and takes my hand, or kisses my forehead --

His soft snore.  I am secure and loved and safe, just hearing him breathe next to me, as he has for over 50 years.

The smell of coffee in the morning. (Wade usually wakes up a bit before I do, and he makes the coffee so it's all brewed when I get up.)

My kids.  I do not see them as often as I would like, but they keep in touch, and they let me know they are there for us every step of the way. 

Our grandson, Dalton Wade--who continually amazes me. He just got a $104,000 Deans scholarship to Gustavis Adolphus college.  I love him beyond measure, and I am so proud of him!

My sweet newly adopted cat, Elsie.  When our 25 year old cat Purrly died at Christmas, I did not think I could love another cat.  I didn't WANT another cat. But Elsie found us, and she has literally saved my life.  She curls up in my arms, gives me head butts, kisses and cuddles. 

Spring is coming. Things are beginning to turn green.  We got our first Pfizer shot, and with it came so much hope--hope for a future that I thought had vanished. 

LIFE.  I am thankful for life.  We may be old, falling apart and half blind, but we can still watch the beautiful sunsets over the river bluffs from our living room windows every night. 

Life is good.