sad that it took a meme to get me here…

List five things you’re thankful for and why.

1. The knowledge that I am a child of God.

Do I really need to explain this? This knowledge–and yes, I KNOW it–informs everything that I do. It helps me understand my own potential and set goals for myself and for my life. In the darkest of days, when everyone seems distant and everything is going wrong, I am never alone.

I cannot express in words what that actually means to me. He lives and He loves me…with all of faults and failings. It is truly amazing.

2. My family, as whacked as we all are.

So, I have a non-traditional Mormon family. I grew up with a single mother, and we were the only members in our family. Nevertheless, I have never wanted for love, affection, and guidance. I am blessed to have an amazing mother who, if anything, has taught me to be almost too independent-minded, an aunt who is my grad school example and the person I learned about marriage from, and a grandmother who, I am realizing more and more, I am very much like (I miss her…a lot). I am honored to be from such a long line of thoroughly phenomenal women. Though I didn’t have a dad in my life, I have a grandfather who loves me like crazy and an uncle who repeatedly mentions cleaning his guns whenever I even hint about a guy. He’s looking forward to the day when I bring THE guy home for the holidays…that ought to be high comedy and nail-biting suspense all wrapped up into one. And I am really blessed that, even though I don’t have siblings, I am so close to my two wonderful cousins. I consider them sisters, nieces, and/or friends.

I am way more blessed than I deserve. We’re crazy, but I dig that.
3. My kindred spirits.

I seem to be surrounded by them lately–these people that you meet and, immediately, feel bonded to. I love them. If you’re reading this, you probably know who you are. If you don’t, I’m not doing my job.

There are a couple of them, though, that have literally taught me more than I could possibly explain. We don’t go into friendships with the idea that we’ll get something deep and amazing out of it–or at least I don’t. I go into a friendship, initially, because for whatever reason I like being around that person or I find him/her intriguing to the point that I must understand that person better. Sometimes–too often–I go into it thinking that I can do something for someone else…and then I am always surprised when I am being served in return. (Is that arrogant?) But lately? The people that I love the most have been schooling me. One of them has literally forced me to realize that I am loved more than I understand and that I’m better than I think I am. This person sees me with the kindest eyes possible–eyes that gloss over my really obvious flaws and only sees the amazing. That’s such a big lesson to me. The other? That the truest friends just pick up where they left off–and are always there for each other, no matter what else is happening. I am a kinder, more generous person because of this friend–and I always know that I have somebody in my corner.

I am loved. I am grateful for that.

4. My calling.

As much as I might occasionally grumble and complain, and as much time and concern that it requires, I love it. My job is to love amazing women and to help them come unto Christ.

What’s not great about that?

And, as the Grinch says, I have felt my heart grow two sizes since I was called. I am sure that I have grown far more than I ever helped anyone else grow or be blessed.

5. Ice cream, vanilla-scented anything, and giraffes.

They all make me smile. Enough said.

Now it’s your turn. In a comment, tell me what five things you are grateful for during this Thanksgiving week. You can tell me why or not…it’s up to you. But record it–because I believe it’s important to express your gratitude for everything in your life.

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