I'm thankful for:
- That God understands me just the way I am, works with and on me. I don't have to be anyone but simple, complicated, worried, (and a whole bunch of other descriptions! LOL) self.
- That God gave ME talents. That I have the urge to use them. That He encourages me to do so.
- That I got another computer this year! Yeah!
- That I have a beautiful, caring, loving, and unselfish hubby.
- That I have two mischievious sons (never outgrew that!), who love us.
- That I have some wonderful friends who've stayed with me, who've been there.
- That I have the freedom to worship the way I want to.
- That I have good books to read.
- That I have the "usual" amenties for life: house, warmth, car (another answer to prayer), food, clothes, etc.
- Dogs that gaze at you with utter trust in their eyes.
- Cats who slyly remind you what selfish personalities are like. Smile.
- Hubby's children's stories that are a real blessing to me.
- my garden and garden pond
- flowers and trees
- Christmas and all that goes with it.
- Realizing the real meaning of Christmas. It's not about presents and getting.
- good food
- my second best friend: Mom
- bros who stay in touch! Hint, hint!
- great blogging sister-in-laws who give me a glimpse into their lives
- Lights at night
- the moon
- my home in the rain
- my home when its cloudy
- my fireplace
- my home in the misty mornings
- my home when the snowflakes fall
- good music
- my novels!!!!!!
- my characters--without them, where would I be?
- good news--oh, how I love it!
- Anyone reading this nonsense!
- Anyone who gives me encouragement. Oh, yes!
- My critiquers. They are priceless.
- journal books and good pens
- my piano
- That I knew Michael and Mary for 21 years
- Service boys and girls--God bless them all!
- Those who stand.
- The good ole USA
- Our policemen
- Our firefighters
List the foods that the Pilgrims certainly did NOT eat at the first Thanksgiving feast.
(Note: more than one answer):
- Pumpkin pie
- Dried Fruit
Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our thanksgiving. ~W.T. Purkiser