Thanksgiving - Day Six

I am thankful for a safe neighborhood with close neighbors that look out for and care for others.  I have always said that one thing I love about the community we live in is the fact that everyone looks out for one other.  We know each other's kids and our kids know neighbors well enough that they would always have someone to turn to in case of emergency.  How does the saying go?  "It takes a village to raise a kid"?   I'm glad to have my fellow "villagers" to help me with mine.

Thanksgiving - Day Five

Thankful for texting.  Yep - I know it sounds silly but texting has been a lifesaver in many situations in our family over the last couple of years.
Texting made it easier for my Sister and I to provide/get updates while at Drs appts or Hospitals with my Mom before she passed away.
Texting was one of the main ways my Brother and I communicated during the last months before he passed away.  I was always worried about waking him up if he was resting so I could text him and he would get back to me when he was awake.
With a teenager, texting is NECESSARY to keep track of the kids!!!
And I have even gotten my Dad to text which had been GREAT since he doesn't love talking on the phone because it is hard for him to hear.
So, yes. I am thankful for texting to allow me to communicate with those I love at any time!

Thanksgiving - Day Four

Warm apple cider.
Keeps your insides warm.
Keeps your hands warm.
My favorite drink for cold Football mornings or while out enjoying our favorite Fall or Holiday activities.
YUM!

Month of Thanksgiving - Day Three

I am thankful for the time I got to spend with my Brother.  You may or may not know that my Brother, Steve, passed away from cancer in February of this year.  A couple of years ago he came to my house to tell me that he had been diagnosed with cancer and that it didn't look good.  He told me he wasn't looking for any help but that he just wanted someone to know "in case something happened" to him.  From that day forward - for 25 months - I was dedicated to making sure that he didn't have to go through any of his sickness alone.  His wife had passed away from cancer 12 years earlier and he didn't have any Children.  He was also what some might consider "antisocial" and kept a very small circle of close friends.  But I was not going to let that be ok.  I was not going to let him be sick and die alone.  I went with him to all of his chemo sessions, I missed only 1 Drs appt, I accompanied him and sat with him through 4 surgeries and the aftercare that was needed.  I learned how to care for his port and remove his needle when he was able to do chemo at home.  I made many midnight runs (as did my Husband) to go pick him up at his house and bring him to ours because he didn't want to be alone.  I made numerous trips to his house just to sit and hang out with him because he didn't want to leave his house but was lonely.  I called insurance companies, made Dr appts, helped him pay bills, went and picked up groceries ...

I am not telling about all of these things to "toot my own horn".  I am sharing these things because I am SO very grateful for the chance to do these things.  During all of those chemo and Dr appts, or the visits or drives to and from those appts or my house I got to talk to my Brother more than I had in the previous 30+ years.  We talked about anything and everything and, to this day, I hear advice he gave me pop into my head on a regular basis.  My Husband got the chance to know him.  He got closer to him than probably some of our more immediate family is.  Even my kids got close to "Uncle Steve".  Those of you that knew Steve will never believe this but I think at times he actually liked having them around.  Caleb would want to lay by him when he was staying with us.  Parker was always checking on him to make sure he was ok.  And Uncle Steve, in his own way, let those boys know that he thought they were "ok". 

I loved my Brother so much.  I always have.  I hear stories all the time about when I was just 1 or 2 years old and he would always take me everywhere with him even though he was a 16 year old boy.  But I have the best memories of him from the time I was able to spend over the last 2 years.  He told me stories about his life, he told me how he felt about things, and he trusted me to take care of him.
For that time, I am so thankful!  And even more thankful that I was able to be with him, holding his hand, when he took his final breath - he wasn't alone.

Blog resurrection

My Dad has mentioned to me a couple of times over the last year that he really misses reading all of the family blog posts.  Several members of our family have blogs and some are better than others about writing more frequently.  I, for one, am HORRIBLE about being consistent.
So, with that known, don't get your hopes up TOO high, but I am going to try to resurrect this blog of ours and provide an update on our little family here and there. 

Make your day happy

During my last trip to Jamaica, I was sitting outside the hotel waiting for my ride just "people watching" like I so often do.  I was watching the bellmen, the lobby staff, the "room service deliverers", etc.  They are always so happy with a smile on their face.  They greet everyone with a cheery "Good Morning" and are there to respond to the resort guests every need.  But this isn't what I was thinking about that morning.  I mean, I know this is just a part of their job.  What I was thinking of was that I am sure they wake up some mornings not feeling "cheery".  I am sure they have times when the "high maintenance" resort guests really annoy them.  And I am CERTAIN that they get sick of answering the same questions over and over and over again.  But ... they still come to work every morning with a smile on their face and cheerful words for everyone. 
This made me think .. if I was FORCED to do this every day, how would my days be different?  I am pretty sure if I was always positive, making someone else happy, I would probably feel much better than I feel on those days that I feel like nothing I do is right. 
I am not a super negative person and, Thanks to my Parents great example, I USUALLY try to make others happy by giving compliments, smiling at someone, or thanking them for a job well done.  But there are always those days that I would rather just sit by myself and not "deal" with anyone else.  Those people at my hotel in Jamaica ... they don't have that option.  Their job requires that they "deal" with people and they do it with a smile whether they want to or not. 
I am going to try my hardest to do this .. just to see if making someone elses day can make my own day better, too.

Month of Thanksgiving - Day Two

I am thankful for my home.  Our house may not be the biggest.  Our house may not be the fanciest.  Our house is DEFINATELY not the most spotless.  Our house may not be the best decorated.  But our house is a home.  I heard many times growing up that there was a difference between a house and a home.  I understood the concept but now that I have a family of my own, I realize even more how important it is that my house is a home.  My kids are comfortable here.  Their friends are comfortable here.  Maybe we don't have fancy things but we are happy here and people know they are always welcome.
I am thankful for my home.