Unlike many families, we have never made a habit of going around the table prior to Thanksgiving dinner and saying what we are thankful for this past year. Don’t get me wrong; I think it’s a lovely tradition and a clear reminder as to why we are gathering with family and friends over mounds of food. We’ve just never done it.
That doesn’t mean, however, that I’m not giving thought to the things that have transpired over the past year that bring me joy and for which I give thanks. My gifts, in fact, are so plentiful that I am forcing myself to limit this blog post to just three things for which I am grateful in 2014…
As I thought about three things for which I am thankful, I tried to be a bit creative. If you’ve followed my blog at all, you already know how important my family is to me. So, creative or not, I simply can’t talk about my gifts without talking about my grandkids.
Throughout the past year or so that I’ve been writing my blog, I have talked about all of my grandkids – from 20-year-old Taylor (remember the Cutco knives?) all the way down to 6-1/2 month old Cole (pictured recently with his dad’s old stuffed friend Muttsy). In between are (in order of age) Adelaide, Alastair, Dagny, Magnolia, Kaiya, Joseph, Mylee, and Micah. I’m in love with them all.
In particular, I am happy that Taylor, after floundering a bit while trying to decide what he wanted to do after high school, has found some direction. He is blossoming at cosmetology school! I couldn’t be happier (and I promise it’s not just so that I will save money on haircuts).
Addie is taking Hamilton Middle School by storm; Joseph has embraced
kindergarten and learned to ride a bike; Magnolia and Kaiya are learning to read and write in first grade; Alastair’s building robots in Lego Camp; Dagny brushes herself off after falling off the monkey bars or missing a jump in the informal cheerleading group she and some friends have formed – she’s the one who gets tossed into the air (no surprise there); and Mylee and Micah continue to be the family clowns. As for Cole, well he’s just the cutest thing on God’s earth. My heart melts when he smiles.
Get ready to duck – here comes a cliché….there is no love like the love you feel for your grandchildren.
Our Greatest Gift
In 2009, Bill was diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease. Yuck. I have mentioned before – many times, in fact – that he has handled his diagnosis with such grace and dignity that it makes me tear up just to write those two words. Once, before he was officially diagnosed, as we discussed Parkinson’s as a possibility, he said, “Well, that would suck.” That, my friends, is literally the one and only time he has ever even remotely complained.
His progression has been blessedly slow. Almost a year ago, a medication was added to what he refers to as his “cocktail” that has been simply miraculous. A year later, he still seems to be functioning at a normal, or at least nearly normal, level. He visits his neurologist in a couple of weeks for confirmation. In the meantime, we are thankful – almost unspeakably thankful – for every day that he is feeling so healthy.
I absolutely love writing this blog every day. People who don’t enjoy writing can’t imagine how I can feel that way. I love it because it is a way to connect with old friends and meet new friends. Nana’s Whimsies has put me in contact with cousins I haven’t spoken to in many years. Writing every day gives me something to do beyond being a wife, mother, or grandmother. I love being all of those things, but beyond that I am grateful to be using a gift that God gave to me.
Thank you for reading Nana’s Whimsies and for helping me to gain readership. I have a readership goal in mind, and upon reaching that goal, I am going to try and figure out how to make a bit of money doing this thing that I love so much. Every time you visit my blog, “share” my blog, “like” my blog on Facebook, or tell your friends, my readership grows. Thanks for your help.
And there you have it my friends – three things that have brought me joy in 2014.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving.