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Ten Things of Thankful: Post-Thanksgiving Edition

Hope you had a nice Thanksgiving. I'll jump right in:

1. I'm thankful for cooperative return policies. Several weeks ago, I mentioned that I had to return a range that I had purchased, and I hoped that the particular range was just a lemon and that the replacement wouldn't have the same problem. Well, unfortunately, it did. On the bright side, the store quickly picked up the second range and refunded my money. I'm putting appliance purchases on the back burner (!) for the moment. 

2. I'm thankful for temples. I went one morning this week to the temple. I'm always amazed at how much insight comes in just an hour or two of reflection. 

3. I'm thankful for my sister. She and her family came to Utah to spend Thanksgiving with her in-laws, and I got a chance to see her and her family on Wednesday. The last time I saw her was in January at our grandma's 100th birthday celebration. We feel lucky to have two visits in one year! 

4. I'm thankful for my brother. My parents and two of my kids got to spend Thanksgiving with him, and I'm glad he and his family were able to host them.

5. I'm thankful that my other children also had invitations for Thanksgiving. 

6. I'm thankful for all of my grandchildren, but particularly my oldest granddaughter this week, as she turns 5. 

7. I'm thankful for my sister-in-law, who invited us to her new house for Thanksgiving, and for John's parents, who were able to come, too. I'm still getting used to the fact that we live so close now, that getting together for holidays is quick and easy.

8. I'm thankful that, because my new house is just out the door to a hiking trail, I get the feeling that the entire canyon is an extension of my backyard. And the canyon has a creek! I don't know if it is pronounced creek or crick here (though I don't know if I'll ever be able to say crick), but however it is pronounced, it means WATER! 

Photo: A shallow creek tumbles over rocks on its way down the canyon
9. I'm thankful for the #LightTheWorld initiative, which is being continued again this Christmas season. Watch the video up there on the top of the right-hand sidebar. I believe that video will be changing throughout the month of December. Small (or large) acts of service can make a big difference!

10. I'm thankful for John. One of the first dates we went on was a picnic the day after Thanksgiving, 1986. It was amazing that the weather cooperated then. The weather cooperated this year, too, and we "picnicked" in our new house, then hiked up the canyon. It feels like we've come full circle, but more in a spiraling way than a return to the exact spot. Looking forward to our continued journey together. 

What are you thankful for this week? Leave a comment, and/or write a post yourself and link up on the Ten Things of Thankful blog
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  1. Happy Thanksgiving! It sounds like it's been a great time, and i hope you have many, many more.

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  2. "It feels like we've come full circle, but more in a spiraling way than a return to the exact spot.

    What a great way to describe that effect that life sometimes manifests, to travel to return, returning the same but more of the person you would be when you left.

    ...lol yeah, I know, sometimes when I comment I write things that I like yet doesn't always read very clearly. (With friends I often leave them anyway on the assumption that there is enough of the positive in them to allow for others to enjoy.

    100 years! holy smoke!

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    1. And the 100 years was nearly a year ago--Grandma will be 101 the first week of January!

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  3. Nice list of thankfuls. I am glad you had a good Thanksgiving. Nice pun- putting your stove purchase on the back burner :)

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    1. Thanks. I laughed at it myself as I wrote it!

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  4. Congratulations to oldest granddaughter! 5 is a cool age. Just the other side of baby but now on the fast track to "little kid" :D
    Sounds as if the universe cooperated on family logistics. Nice.
    OK. I'm with you. "Crick" just sounds weird. A hiking trail right outside your door is most excellent as is that feeling, as if the canyon is an extension of your backyard. You must feel a tremendous amount of peace and awe simply looking out your windows.
    May you and John have many more picnics in your new home.

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    1. Yes, I love the peaceful feeling I get looking out the windows!

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  5. Happy Belated Thanksgiving. I'm late reading your post as I spent the weekend at my great-niece's home.

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    1. I hope you had a nice Thanksgiving. I have fallen behind again in my reading, as well.

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  6. I say creek, but my grandparents taught me the other. When I think of that pronunciation I think of them.

    :-)

    Glad family could be with family. It is hard when some live in one part of the country or farther than that even. Holidays are the time to come together, but then real life begins again.

    Sounds like your backyard extension is a peaceful spot.

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    1. It's nice to have pleasant associations with various pronunciations. :-)

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  7. I say creek, but I suspect some of our ancestors said "crick."
    Rocks, water, and trails. . .what more could a person hope for? Love the photo.
    I'm so sorry about the stove. Are you just doing microwave cooking for a while?

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    1. You're probably right. Maybe I'll have to learn to embrace "crick," though I'm still hoping it is "creek."

      The problem stove is in the house we are moving into, not the one we are currently in, so it's not really an inconvenience.

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