|Photo: A short gravel driveway leads to a one-car garage attached to a small, cream-colored house|
This week, John and I went out to dinner with his parents, and his mom asked me out of all the houses I had lived in as an adult (well, she didn't say, "as an adult," but I just assumed that), which was my favorite. I gave her an answer, then agonized the rest of the evening that somehow my opinion was wrong (not for anything that anyone said; just because my middle-aged, menopausal mind can't seem to turn off.) 😆The truth is, I have liked all of the homes we have lived in, for various reasons. The home I gave as my answer was the smallest, oldest, least expensive, had only one bathroom for all seven of us, and was just one field away from the train tracks. It was also the home where birds made a nest in my hanging fuchsias, my youngest daughter splashed in mud puddles, my youngest son's pumpkin that he planted in kindergarten grew to take over our garden, and all the kids could go pet the horses in the nearby pasture. It was filled with sweet memories. John reminded me that the "basement"--taller than a crawl space, but with not even a ladder to get down there--flooded and required multiple sump pumps. The old windows were drafty and the bedroom walls weren't even well-insulated. Oh, and did I mention one bathroom for 7 people?
The point is, I loved it despite its shortcomings. My love of that house does not decrease my love for my current house, though. (There is a really good children's book, I Love You the Purplest, which I recommend to anyone with more than one child, and which helps explain this concept as it pertains to parental love.) Anyway, the Ten Things of Thankful does not require you to be thankful for only the best, or most important, or favorite--you can be thankful for the small, overlooked, and undervalued--anything that has elicited that feeling of gratitude that we come together each week to celebrate.
Now that my introduction is longer than some of my posts, let's get right into this week's list:
1. I'm thankful for my neighbor's chickens, who gladly eat our table scraps. Before I started giving our produce peels, etc., to our neighbors, I would think, "Our chickens sure liked it when we would give them these." Now I can make my neighbor's chickens happy!
2. I'm thankful for the size of my kitchen and how I have things organized. Unloading the dishwasher takes about 2 minutes; I don't even have to take a step to put most of the things away.
3. I'm thankful also for a fun afternoon spent with John going to the Parade of Homes. (Our realtor who helped us purchase our house stopped by earlier this month with free tickets for us, so we decided to go see what the parade was all about.) One 22,000 square-foot home especially stood out, as one might expect. With that much space, I was a little surprised there were only 4 bedrooms, but I suppose in a pinch, you could put overnight guests in the theater or roll out sleeping bags in the indoor tennis court. Though the house just wasn't "me," I really liked much of the backyard. A creek/raging river ran through the middle of it, and a great big man-made waterfall and pond was in the back corner.
|Photo: A creek (with sandbags piled high along its bank) cuts through a huge backyard, and a waterfall and pond occupy the far side of the creek|
5. I'm thankful that we have birds around. I was surprised, though, to see this quail using the bird feeder as a look-out perch.
|Photo: A quail sits on the top of a metal-and-glass domed bird feeder|
7. I'm thankful for a sweet surprise in my mailbox this week--a book of poetry from none other than TToT's own Lisa Tomey!
8. I'm thankful for a small act that meant a lot. I was walking into the chapel at church on Sunday, after silently passing several people in the hallway. Let's be honest here--though the people I passed hadn't said hello to me, I hadn't said hello to them, either. Regardless, moody me thought, "Well, I guess it's going to be a lonely day today." No sooner had I thought that, the latest person I passed called out my name. I turned around, only to be met with a "Hi! How are you today?" I do not think that timing was coincidental; I believe God lets us know that He is aware of us--even when we are silently sulking.
9. I'm thankful for wildflowers. We spread some seed this spring, and with all the rain we had, the seed sprouted. We've been surprised by all sorts of flowers. The operative word is wild, and I'm pretty sure we're growing some tumbleweeds, too, but it's nice to see pretty flowers amid everything else.
10. I'm thankful for John. He has moved dozens of big retaining wall bricks as he continues working on the fire pit area. He accompanied me to the Parade of Homes, even though that meant giving up time on his fire pit project. Most importantly, he understands how much I love where we live now, even when I listed another house as my favorite.
What about you? Is favorite-picking easy for you? What are you thankful for this week?
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