There were of course material gifts given for my birthday this year, but none, no not even one is more valuable to me than this. The realization that my life is but a breath, and my story thus far has been a good one, and as long as I have air left in my lungs I can make it a GREAT one!
Don't you know it's true beloved reader?
That as long as we have air left in our lungs we can make our story a GREAT one!
That would be my favorite gift this year, but don't cha know I am gonna share some of my other favorites with you because well... I'm a blogger. I blog. It's kinda what I like to do with my free time, have you noticed?
Not only did I receive that dress up there from My Momma Nash, that dress that is so spectacular it needs it's own event to wear it IN it's honor, but I was with some of the people I love and certainly with all of the people I love in Spirit or FB, or on Skype, maybe even by IG, or Twitter, and certainly by phone.
Thank God for technology.
That is a Gift.
I received countless reminders of God's goodness and grace on my life by way of old friends notes and phone calls. I shared a glass of wine with My Mom, sister Gina, and brother Jeremy via Skype. I drank from the cup that is
This Beautiful Life and I was filled to overflowing.
That is a Gift.
I had 4 healthy children in my house.
One of the things I miss most about having lils in my house, (by lils I mean ages 2-6) is the constant barrage of funny things that lils say, but every now and then one of my kids who are still young but on the tail end of childhood, they will say something really funny.
my boys set out to make a Gingerbread man they finished and Isaiah my youngest looked up at Solomon and said, "I'm going to eat this WHOLE thing so Don't Judge Me."
Bah ha ha ... quotes from my 8 year old boy like
THAT is a Gift.
Around my birthday I might not have had my own birthday party but in a sense this Elf party that we have been having the past two years has become my very own birthday party. Who else gets to have Olive Penguins at their birthday party I ask you? And not only that but my friend Tasha was here for a visit to help me make those cute little treats. And my friend Emily brought me salted caramel chocolate cookies that I'm telling you make my mouth water every time I think about them.
That is A Gift.
Oh and this.
This is A Gift.
Oh my, my, my is this ever a gift.
Wanna know why?
Well in the words of My Giants grandmother Louis, who used to call him a Shit Ass when he was naughty... this lil dog right here... she can be quite the little Shit Ass sometimes.
Sorry for the cuss but...
Truly, y'all have no idea!
But when I bought this outfit I bought it for the express purpose of payback in good Doggy Owner fashion. Bella hates wearing clothes. Girlfriend,(there goes that accent again) just doesn't even know how cute she looks in clothes I guess?! So when she is put in any type of clothing she refuses to move. Seriously, she stands there frozen or will sit in any position I put her in. I can prop her up real nice for pictures and of course, this therefore frees me up from having to worry about if she is in the trash, toilet, kids backpacks, etc...
Are you tracking what I'm laying down?
That picture and countless others are payback to me for all the things Bella girl puts me through all year long.
That is A Gift.
And then of course
Bowls that make my heart skip a beat
This and so much more evokes only one response