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This Phoenix Speaks

Seven years in the making, my first published book, This Phoenix Speaks , is now a reality. The tireless and tiring work invested to ma...

Gratitude: Memories

 


Not all memories are good ones, but today, I am thankful for every good memory I have from the past, the present day, and for the hope of good ones ahead. When I was a teenager, my mother wrote me a note since she could not be there to help me get ready for my first homecoming dance, and she said, "I hope there have been enough good times to outweigh the bad," and that sentiment has stuck with me ever since. I did not appreciate it fully at the time, but as the years without her add up, I hold to that wish of hers as a promise that good memories will always outweigh the bad. I have seen it happen. I have learned to let go of the bad and focus on all the good that comes my way, and I am just so grateful to have the chance each day to try to outweigh the bad with all the good that we keep on striving for. I am so grateful for the memories I have made this month alone with focusing on gratitude and introducing another set of students to this mindfulness project that is truly life changing and wonderful. I hope you, Reader, have enjoyed the read and have tried to find something to be thankful for each day as well. Until next time...

Gratitude: Christmas Lights

 


I am sure it began when I was a small child, sitting in front of the Christmas tree with its lights all aglow, wishing for good things to come. So now, when I have my Christmas tree up, I will plug in the lights in the early morning and at nighttime and sit gazing on the soft light and reflect and wish and hope. Gratitude runs deep for the comfort and joy I have in Christ, and the Christmas lights remind me of all that He made possible for me and all of us. Christmas lights remind me of the birth of Jesus Christ but also the light of hope I have for being with my family in heaven and throughout eternity. And I am so very grateful for every reminder, especially Christmas lights today, that keep me hopeful for good things to come. 

Gratitude: The Pilgrims


 I come from a long line of immigrants to this land we call America, and I am grateful for each one of them who took their life into their hands and tried this American Experiment. I can trace ancestors from the 1600s who came as early settlers in the Massachusetts Bay Colony and elsewhere, and it gives me a sense of ownership of my destiny as an American knowing that my long line of American-minded family members sacrificed to make a new and different life for themselves and their posterity. I am thankful for all of the good, determined, faithful folks who did strive and fight for a better way. Whether my direct ancestors or otherwise, I know it takes community to survive in unsettled wilderness, and I am grateful for what they did to pave the way for my freedom and comfort. I am so blessed by their efforts and even their lives. 

Gratitude: Visitors

 


Especially at Thanksgiving and Christmas, visiting and being visited are a thing, and I am here for it. I love it. In recent years, I have not been as able to go visiting very far from home, but I have had family come to me, and I love it so much. One of my brothers who lives about 500 miles away will be coming to visit for early Thanksgiving, and I am so thankful that he would take time and money to come see me and my children. It means so much. I am grateful for the various vehicles that make all visiting possible too. Without the vehicles, we would be stuck like it used to be before modern transportation provided more freedom of movement. Vehicles and visitors go hand in hand, and I am thankful today for both. 

Gratitude: Thanksgiving Break


 There is a saying that you should create a life that you do not need a vacation from. I feel that. As someone who chose the teaching profession, I learned quickly that the breaks are absolutely essential. Maybe I am doing things wrong, but I cannot seem to keep up on health and wellness other than during breaks. I am grading and lesson planning and organizing and conferencing, etc. eight to ten hours a day (sometimes eleven to twelve when grading is piled high), and it just does not leave time to do much else except be mentally and physically exhausted. I have been evaluating what I assign and how I measure student performance in order to work smarter not harder, so my hopes are high that I will soon not have to be on such a grind. I am in my eleventh year of teaching now, so I feel like I probably should have figured this out by now. My only  excuse is that I have been teaching a wide range of classes over the years, and only in these last two school years have I been teaching core English classes again. That has got to be the issue. That all said, I am exceedingly grateful to have this Thanksgiving break to take care of myself and my family and my home. The comfort and peace it is giving me is palpable. I needed these days off to recuperate, rejuvenate, and restore.