C

C is for Cecily.  DUUUUUUUHHH!!!!

I'm ever so full of happiness and gratitude for my Cecily girl.  I could gush about her all day if you let me.  She's fun, funny, smart and darling.  She comes up with the funniest games and imaginary friends.  She gives kisses to Nolan, even after he pulls her hair.  She loves talking to people.  In the grocery store, in the park, at a restaurant or at church.  She'll telly you her life story, if you let her.  She forgives easily (which is good for mommy) and her hugs and kisses melt your heart.  I'm thankful she's mine.

B

I'm grateful for Billings.  It sounds trite, but I'm grateful for the experiences we had there, for the things I learned, and for what my time there taught me about myself.  Its not the prettiest city ever, and we'll most likely never move back, but I'm happy we were there for the little bit of time we were.

A Month of Gratitude

I've been remiss in my gratitude efforts here on this 'lil blog.  11 months and no posts.  Not that I haven't had things to be grateful for my life, I've just been writing it down in other places.  But!!! I've been seeing friends on facebook who are posting every day until thanksgiving and going from A to Z.

I'm a day behind..... Oops.

But here I start, and I hope I don't forget and get behind.  If I do I'll just catch up, I guess :)

So, November 1st: A

I'm thankful for my AUTOMOBILES.  Seriously, how cool is it that you can jump in an air tight, steel framed, gas propelled box on rubber wheels and blaze down the road at 80 miles an hour.  What took the pioneers MONThS to accomplish can now be done in a few, comfortable days of driving.  Its pretty incredible if you think about it.

Change

Today I am grateful for change. 

The only constant in our lives is change, and the way we adapt to change is what forces us to grow. 

To become better.  Hopefully, anyway.

I am grateful for the opportunity God gives us on a daily basis to change ourselves.

It's so hard, but little by little, I can do it.

I am grateful for Mike's new job which will force us to change our city, our apartment, our life.

I am grateful for my daughter and son who change and grow and learn on a daily basis, and in doing so, force me to change and grow and learn. 

I give thanks for good changes in my life.

More Gratitude

July was the last time I posted anything on this blog.......... and even then, it was a silly open letters project. 

I'll continue that later. 

 I think it's fun. 

 Sue me.

Anyway, it's November.

A month where we count our blessings.

Name them one by one. 

I'm starting a few days late, but better late than never, I always say. 

In fact, I live my life that way.

AAAAAAAAAAAnyway, I'm hopefully going to write lots more this month.  Probably won't be every day, but I need to remember why I started this 'lil blog in the first place.  

My blessings are many, my problems are few.

So- today I'm grateful for my family. (Duh! Did you honestly think I'd say anything else?)  But really, Mike and my babies are my whole life.  

No matter what happens, I get to be with them for forever, and that is a good feeling. 

  I'm grateful that they make me smile. 

I'm grateful that they challenge me, even though I hate it sometimes.

 I'm grateful that they stick with me, even when I suck at life (which is often). 

They are the best. 

And they are mine.

And I love them times a million.  and a trillion.  and a kajillion and one.

An open letter to my best friend

I think I kinda have lots of best friends.  When I was little I really really wanted one true "best" friend who thought I was her best friend too.  And we could buy a plastic heart shaped necklace that split into two pieces and one girl could have "best" and the other got "friend".... or BE, FRI and ST, ENDS..... Anyway, the closest thing I got was in 2nd grade when I became really good friends with a girl in my class named Brittney.  She and I had the same coat with fur on the hood, except hers was light blue and mine was pink.  Then 3rd grade came and we grew apart.  Then I got older and had lots of other friends, but nobody to call my best friend.  But then I met my future hubbs, and my life got better than it was before. So, even though it's cheesy, here goes:

Mike,
Thanks for being my best friend.  You are the one I want to spend all my free time with.  You're the one I laugh the most with.  You me for who I am and loves me for my flaws.  I'd rather hang out and talk with you than anyone.  And, even if we're doing nothing, it's still fun. 
Remember that time we had a baby girl?  That was super cool.  And the time we had a baby boy?  Also super cool. 
I'm glad that you're you and that we get to be besties. 
Much love,
Wendell

The Open Letters Project

Tomorrow I begin my open letters for 30 days.  Hopefully it will help me focus and set my sights on what is truly important. 

Day 1 — Your Best Friend

Day 2 — Your Crush-

Day 3 — Your parents-

Day 4 —Your sibling (or closest relative)-

Day 5 — A celebrity-

Day 6 — A stranger-

Day 7 — An Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush-

Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend-

Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet-

Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to-


Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to-

Day 12 — A person who helped you develop professionally-


Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you-

Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from-

Day 15 — Your child or possible future child-

Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state-

Day 17 — Someone from your childhood-


Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be-

Day 19 — Someone that you think about a lot—good or bad-


Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest-


Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression-


Day 22 — Someone you want to think you're awesome-


Day 23 — The last person you kissed-


Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory-

Day 25 — The person you'd like to see right now-

Day 26 — A person you want to be there for-

Day 27 — A person who changed your life for the better-


Day 28 — Someone that changed your life-

Day 29 — The person whose art has most touched you-


Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror-