It is that time again. The day of the week I set aside to share some of the many blessing in my life. The things that make me who I am and make me happy to be alive. When I was looking through photo albums yesterday to find the picture of the Easter dresses it occurred to me that in nearly every picture of me prior to school age my clothes were handmade. And they were sweet little outfits. Some of them fancy and made for a special occasion and some just play clothes. What does this have to do with gratitude Friday? I guess it has everything to do with gratitude Friday. The person I am, or at least any good that is in the person that I am came from my maternal grandmother. Anything positive and kind. Anything gracious and loving. Any good quality I may exhibit surely came from this amazing woman. I have posted about her before and surely I will again because she means so much to me. I miss her everyday. The older I get the more in awe I am of the kind of woman she was. She was the oldest of nine children in a very poor farming family. When she was old enough to have a job and money of her own she spent it on her younger siblings. One of her brothers once told me anything positive in their lives came from her. I know exactly how he feels because the same is true of me. My mother had me young and she was a free spirit and a rebel. She was sick most of her life and was never able emotionally to be a mother to me and my sister. Not that she didn't love us very much. During our younger years she came in and out of our lives but my Granny was our rock. Our stability. She raised us on a very limited income with no financial help from our mother or father. (That whole father story will be for another day and won't be on a gratitude Friday). When I think of my Granny I see a smiling face. A happy, laughing, loving woman who had every reason to complain but never did. So many lessons she taught me and I am grateful every day that the Lord blessed me by placing me in the care of this angel for 27 years. She taught me the things a girl needs to learn. How to cook and do laundry and iron clothes. How to fold towels and make a bed. She had very specific ways all these things were done and now I am the same way. She taught me with words but mostly she taught me by actions. She taught me to treat people the way I want to be treated. She taught me to be peace loving and non confrontational but to stand up for what is right. She taught me to root for the underdog and to always realize that I was very blessed and to never judge another unless I had walked in their shoes. She made me go to church every Sunday even if I didn't want to. Now I rarely miss a Sunday. For her love and her sacrifice I am grateful everyday! What I wouldn't give for one more hug and kiss!
Check out that big hair and even bigger sleeves. It was the 80's! I have never worn a hat in my life. Why did I think I should on my wedding day?
Now for some of the little things that make me happy:
- The Lost first season DVD my husband gave me for Valentine's Day. We watch at least one episode every night. I love me some Lost!!
- Blogging friends. You guys are so sweet! When I have a little meltdown like earlier this week it is so nice to have words of encouragement to brighten a gray day.
- The automatic buttonhole feature on my sewing machine.
- Kitty-Craft I love the fabric selection on this web site. I purchased a book from Kitty Craft and the customer service is outstanding. Lee is very helpful, courteous and prompt to answer emails.
I don't know why I am so drawn to these. My decorating style is not country at all but the clean simplicity just appeals to me. These images are from Country Craft a Japanese craft book on Kitty-Craft.
Have a nice Friday and take time to count your blessings. It makes you feel good all over!