it’s not all bad

I don’t honestly feel very thankful right now.  I’ve been at a loss for how to have a better attitude with my kids, and motivation for daily tasks, and trust that this life isn’t in vain.  But I don’t know what to do except to try to somehow adjust my perspective.  So, here’s some of the good of my days.

:: my two littlest girls becoming best friends.  They wake up in the morning and “call” back and forth to one another by making their own special sound that is something like a squeak, except made by sucking air in.  Ava will also yell out hi, Belle-belle! and come running to find her, and tells her many times throughout the day how much she loves her.

:: things starting to grow in my garden, even though there’s still snow covering almost everything.

:: I’ve been healthy, despite everyone else dealing with some level of illness the past couple weeks.  And this even though there were four consecutive nights last week where Isabelle never slept for more than an hour straight.

:: the hard-boiled eggs we had for lunch today were easy to peel.  Silly, but I don’t know if I could have handled the frustration of uncooperative eggs this afternoon.

:: birthday flowers on my dining room table.  I like flowers a whole lot.

:: an almost-completely-clean bedroom.  Since all things that don’t necessarily have a home end up in our room until a home can be found, this is quite a process (because I procrastinate), and such a relief that an end is in sight.

:: lots of avocados.  Because I’m convinced that avocado and eggs were meant to go together, and even eating them at least a few times a week for months hasn’t made me tired of them.

:: my oldest boy asking for me to keep reading the Hudson Taylor biography at lunch because he is so engrossed in it.  And it was the same when we read about Jim Elliot, and George Mueller, and Gladys Aylward, and Adoniram Judson, and William Carey, and Amy Carmichael.  It’s hard to say at only 11 years old, but I think his heart has a particular bent here.

:: my husband vacuuming the cobwebs out of the corners of the crazy high ceilings above our stairs.

:: sunshine.  While I nearly always like sunshine, I like it most in early Spring.

…and that’s all for now.  I guess it’s something.

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