I need this—to be thankful. It will keep me silent (no link there just yet, but I'm working on it) more often. What a good way to begin the week, the season of school, the year.
I'm beginning this list on a Friday. A Friday full of failures. Failure Friday?
I've had Ann Voskamp's blog up on my browser just to hear her playlist of piano music. I really, really don't usually go for music so... "inspirational."
But it's calming, and I like it.
And her focus on gratitude is inspiring. My spiritual father has prescribed gratitude for a number of spiritual ailments. I never seem to take him seriously. At least, I do not act on the impulse for long.
Counting up to One Thousand Gifts:
1. cool, wet-smelling wind through the windows on a gray day after days of humidity, heat, and air conditioning
2. my 3-month-old son's cry
3. my son putting himself to sleep after some relatively short-lived crying
4. my girls in their room playing together
5. getting something, anything, done today (it wasn't the planned lesson, but we did manage to read our a few books about Moses in preparation for his feast day)
6. potty-trained children
7. food to feed my family
8. my husband grocery shopping for said food
9. baby yawn
10. short, freshly cut three-year-old bangs