Embrace the Fall: Make Lasting Memories – The Thankful Challenge

There is something wonderful about the expectation and anticipation that comes with each new season. I am always ready for the changing temperatures, the landscape’s natural redecoration, and the gathering of friends and family that go along with each season. Sometimes nature gets a little tricky, teasing and taunting us with glimpses of the next season before reminding us it’s not quite time yet. Even if it is just a glimpse, I know the new season is right around the corner. I bask in those warmer temperatures after a cold winter or find relief in the cooler temperatures after the dog days of summer.

Winter delivers the cold crisp air and the snowy (or mostly icy in NC) landscapes. Spring brings with it all the beautiful flowers and more moderate temperature (also pollen for which I am not so thankful, achoo!). Summer brings with it perfect beach weather. I really love the beach. Each season has its own unique character but there is something special about the Fall. The family gatherings are sweeter (Pumpkin pie? S’mores? Yes please!) and the warm tones of the season seem to wrap you like the snuggliest blanket. Everything about fall gives me feelings and memories of home, family, and good food.

In the busyness of life, the Fall season urges me to slow down, to take it all in. Go for a walk and watch the landscape as it transitions from brilliant green to vibrant red, orange, yellow, and purple. Fireplaces billow for the first time shaking off the dust that has settled since their last fire of winter. Scents of pumpkin spice and apple spice waft from every corner coffee shop. All of these scenes and scents together bring back so many memories from my childhood.

My friends and I loved going on hayrides under the backdrop of the beautiful fall trees before spending nights by the campfire. Who can forget the sticky s’mores, followed by the debate of who roasted the best marshmallow. (The slow roast to golden brown marshmallow is definitely the best.) Warm apple cider warmed our hands as we sat by the fire in the chill of the fall evening. Of course, someone had to tell a scary ghost story while their accomplice friend jumped out of the woods. But that was all part of the fun. I always expected that jump scare but somehow was never prepared for it. Some of my best memories were made spending time with friends by the glow of the campfire.

I am so thankful for all the memories of Fall from my youth. I am even more thankful for every chance I get to make new memories with my children. Now that my children are growing up and moving out of the house, I feel a new sense of urgency to make the most of every moment I have with them. It makes me think of the leaves falling off the trees urging me to make the most of fall memories before the winter arrives. Realizing time was growing short, we built a fire pit in our yard so friends can come over and create lifelong memories around their own “campfire.” The colorful leaves provide the perfect backdrop for the campfire as the sun begins to set. We’ve lost a few marshmallows to the fire pit but overall it’s been a great success. Graham crackers, marshmallows, and chocolate bars are always on hand to make sure we are ready at a moment’s notice.

When you have a moment, I encourage you to take some time to build your own campfire. Make your own fall memories. Even if they are not memories that last a lifetime, you will have a wonderful time making the most of time with friends and family. Enjoy Fall! Enjoy the sights and smells of the season. Make the most of the beautiful landscape before it disappears. How many memories have you made so far this fall? How many more can you make before the leaves are gone and winter is here? What is your favorite fall memory?

Please leave a comment with your favorite fall memory or ideas to make new memories.

Honoring Veterans: The Importance of Listening

Today was the day to thank a veteran. The day we appreciate their service to our country. What if we extended this to more than just a day? What if we recognized veterans out in public, offered a word of encouragement, bought them a coffee, or just sat down to have a conversation with them.

One day, instead of thanking and moving along, I took a moment to stop and listen. What I heard was both enlightening and heartbreaking. The following is from a conversation I shared with a Vietnam Veteran.

If I see a veteran (or active military), I always make an effort to say, “Thank you for your service.” I hope veterans hear that phrase a lot and with sincerity. I was at the lake one day and was going to the front office to sign out our boats. I noticed a man wearing a Vietnam Veteran hat signing out his fishing boat. “Thank you for your service,” I said. He smiled politely and said, “Thank you.” Then he proceeded to tell me a story that made my heart sink.

He shared a story with me that was heavy on his heart. A story he had been continuously recalling since the Vietnam War. I am certain other Vietnam Veterans have similar stories. After he said, “Thank you,” he paused for a moment and followed with, “You know, it wasn’t always this way.” I had not intended to keep him from fishing but he needed to share so I needed to listen.

At first, I wasn’t certain what he meant, “It wasn’t always this way.” Then he proceeded to tell me about his return to the States after the Vietnam War. Instead of being greeted as a hero people were aggressive toward him; spurred on by the war time protests. On more than one occasion, people spit in his face, and shouted at him because he so dutifully served his country. They didn’t understand what sacrifices he made to go to Vietnam or maybe they did and didn’t care. He was proud to serve his country but the grief and aggression he faced when he came home, “Made (his) life hell.” The horrors he faced during the war only to return to the hate of his own countrymen must have been unbearable.

We talked for a little while and I was struck by his composure. He was stoic but I could see the hurt in his eyes, like he was reliving the moments as he was telling me his story. He spoke about a heart-rending time from his past that he could never forget. I could not take back what had happened to him so many years ago. All I could do was apologize that he was ever treated that way and make sure he knew I was grateful for his service.

The conversation was brief but impactful. I wish I could have talked with him longer. I had so many questions but I could see that his fishing boat was calling. (And who was I to stand between a veteran and his day of fishing on the lake?)

I learned a very important lesson that day. Listen. Don’t just say, “Thank you for your service,” and move along. Veterans have stories to tell. Stories I cannot even fathom. We are privileged to live in this great and free country because of the sacrifices they made. The very least we can do is take a moment to listen to their story. I am thankful this Vietnam Veteran chose to share his story with me, no matter how brief it was. I haven’t seen him since but I sure hope he had a wonderful time fishing on the lake that day.

The Thankful Challenge – The Morning Sky

A 365 day challenge to focus on being thankful. Week 5 – Post 1

There are few things that invoke a sense calm more so than the sunrise. Watching the day wake up as I am getting the day started brings with it a sense of serenity. The beach is definitely my favorite place to watch the sun rise up over the waves but we have some pretty epic sunrises at our house as well. We live in a wooded area and the sun peeking through the trees is quite a wonderful way to start the day. I’m not up for the sunrise every day but the days I happen to catch it just beginning to peek over the horizon are some of my favorite starts to the day.

Each sunrise has a different character. Some are very colorful and bright. Other sunrises are slightly muted by the clouds. Sometimes the sun just rises without any big fanfare or flare. It’s just sun and horizon. Other times the sun is completely obscured by thick cloud cover, a bashful daybreak for the sun.

No matter the forecast for the day, how many clouds fill the sky, if it’s rainy and cold or hot and dry, the sun always rises. With every morning, the sun is ready to lift over the horizon in all it’s glory. Nothing can stop it from rising. Each morning I can peek out the window and know the sun is there, whether I can see it or not, bringing light to the morning, dependable and consistent. There are few things in life as reliable as the sunrise. I can think of One.

I am thankful for the sunrise, a reminder that the One true Giver of light is always there. Ever dependable and consistent, a beacon of hope. It reminds me of God’s promise to never leave us or forsake us. What can you find in your day today that reminds you of the promises of the God?

The Thankful Challenge – Recurring Themes P2

A 365 day challenge to focus on being thankful! – Week 4, Post 2

On Monday, I wrote about a recurring theme that had been weaving in and out of my daily life for quite a while, yet I chose to ignore it. I have learned my lesson and know if I see something popping up over and over again, I need to take notice. Since the start of this new year I’ve seen the words “mercy” and “grace” repeated over and over again. When I was a kid, I always heard the two words lumped together “grace and mercy”or “mercy and grace”. I honestly always thought they meant basically the same thing.

When I started hearing those two words on repeat I thought I better take heed. Grace and mercy showed up in the message at church on Sunday, my morning study, several videos, as well as a few readings. I wasn’t even searching for those specific words, they were just there. Someone was trying to get my attention. The alarms were going off, “DO NOT IGNORE!”

From my morning study, The Bible Recap withTara Leigh Cobble, TLC gives a great definition of these two words. “Mercy is when you don’t get what you deserve… Grace is when you get what you don’t deserve.” At first it was a little hard to wrap my head around these two definition. The words for both definitions are so similar, however, when the words are slightly reordered, grace and mercy convey opposite meanings. While Tara Leigh Cobble is referring to the words as they relate to our relationship with God, it is important to note that we can extend grace and mercy to each other. Heaven knows I need all the grace and mercy I can get.

As an imperfect human, I mess up…a lot. I don’t start my day thinking about all the mistakes I will make in the day. I do my best to be the kindest, most honest person I can be but sometimes my humanness gets the better of me. If I get frustrated, sometimes I may say something I really didn’t want to say. When I was a kid, my Mom always said (mostly in reference to the interactions between us siblings), “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.” I still try to live by that standard but sometimes the little soldier standing guard over my words takes a little power nap and out flies something that should have never been given breath.

If a friend, hearing those words, chooses to reprimand me, they have every right to do so. However, if they choose not to reprimand me, they have shown mercy. They didn’t give me the “what for”, which was probably well deserved. In contrast, if they choose to buy me some tea (I don’t drink coffee) and help me work through my frustrations, they have extended grace. I don’t deserve the tea or their company but they are being very gracious. My friend exercised mercy because instead of giving me what I deserved, a stern talking to, my friend chose grace, and gave me time with them and some thirst quenching sweet tea. As a southern girl, there isn’t much a cold glass of sweet tea and good conversation cannot fix.

Like a southern girl and sweet tea, it’s almost hard to have mercy without grace. While the words have opposite meanings, they go hand in hand, a positive partnership. I am so thankful for the mercy and grace partnership extended to me on a daily basis. I know I do nothing to deserve the grace and am on the receiving end of endless mercy. I want to make sure I extend that same mercy and grace to others because we have a legacy of mercy and grace. Christ showered us with the ultimate mercy and grace at the cross.

The Thankful Challenge – Recurring Themes P1

A 365 Day Challenge to focus on being thankful. Week 4 – Day 1

Do you ever have those moments where the same phrases or ideas keep appearing in your life? You are not looking for them, they just keep showing up. Whether it’s a speaker at a conference, your daily devotion, reading a friend’s social media post (cheesy or otherwise), or maybe it’s just an inspirational poster on the wall (Hang in there Kitty!), those recurring moments keep coming around again. It’s almost like a kid on a carousel, waving every time they round the bend to make sure you notice them. If you are looking away or not paying attention even for a moment, you may miss the kid on the carousel, you may miss the recurring theme.

Sometimes it takes me a little longer to recognize the recurring theme. Other times I think I am blocking it out, especially if it is something that makes me uncomfortable or makes me look a little too hard at my current place in life. Often I think those recurring themes are intentionally calling me out waving as me as if to say, “Pay attention!” with flashing red arrows and fireworks in the background.

The last few years (yes years) one recurring theme kept showing up over and over again. At first I ignored it and “wrote” it off as coincidence but the recurring writing theme, that kid on the carousel, kept on waving! “What if you can write a book in a month?” “Why do you hesitate on what brings you joy?” “Face your fears!” Then as I was working through one of my daily readings and the accompanying video, I heard, “How many books are buried because people were afraid to share their writing.” That one hit me to the core. I am not planning on “going anywhere” anytime soon but it shook me.

The recurring writing theme finally shone like the sun, impossible to ignore. The kid on the carousel finally seemed to be making some headway. While I had been cataloging all the reasons why I couldn’t write or shouldn’t write, I was also subconsciously compiling a list of reasons why I should write. I don’t have time to write/I’m sure you can carve out some time each day. What if people won’t read it/but what if they do. I haven’t really written anything in over 3 years/there is no time like the present. It was a strange struggle. A battle royale in my brain and I wasn’t entirely sure which side was winning…until finally, the word “WRITE” was emblazoned on my mind.

I could not ignore it any more. The “prose” finally outweighed the cons. The dizzying carousel ride had come to an end and the frantically waving (and now motion sick) carousel kid was thinking to themselves, “Finally! She listened.” Sorry it took me so long, kid. I am thankful that, even though I was stubborn and didn’t pay attention as well as I should have, the kid on the carousel kept on waving. I am thankful for those recurring themes that won’t let go, those divine interjections into my life that keep making themselves known. Thank you for not giving up on me.

The Thankful Challenge – Tomorrow Morning

A 365 day challenge to focus on being thankful. Week 3 – The One and Only Day

Well here I am, 24 minutes left on this Saturday night with two unfinished posts and rushing to write something, anything, so the week does not go without at least one post. Sometimes it’s like that. I have so many things to be thankful for but I have a hard time putting them into words. This week, I was trying to force my ideas onto the page but the words would not come. If the words did find their way onto the page, they were jumbled and not making any sense.

This week, I was distracted with some things at work, I was having a hard time focusing, and my procrastination was getting the better of me. It was the perfect storm to work against my best intentions of productivity. I apologize I have been slack on my posts this week. Hopefully the two unfinished drafts from earlier will give me a leg up to start this next week!

Tomorrow morning is going to arrive without any repercussions for my inability to produce a post this week. Tomorrow doesn’t care one bit about what I did or didn’t do the day before, the week before, or the month before. Tomorrow isn’t going to judge me for how productive or unproductive I was.

In the morning, the sun lights up the sky as if to say, “Join me! Don’t let the day escape you! You can do this!” And you know what? I will try. But if I still don’t have the most productive day the Son will offer the same encouragement the following day and the day after that.

So tonight, I am thankful for all the tomorrow mornings that bring with them a renewal, a chance to try again, and the opportunity to see what the day will bring. Each morning brings with it another day to focus on all the reasons I have to be thankful. I hope you find the same renewal with each sunrise.

If you have a moment, please let me know about your favorite part of morning. I would love to hear from you!

The Thankful Challenge – Shadow

A 365 day challenge to focus on being thankful.

As the challenge goes along, I don’t have a great system for organizing these posts. I take them day by day and look for things to be thankful for each day. It keeps my mind churning and looking for the good in all the situations. Sometimes that little nugget of gold is a little bit harder to find than others. Or sometimes it reveals itself at the resolution of a stressful situation.

This past week, the second was true for Tuesday night into Wednesday. We are still not sure what happened but our sweet Shadow fell ill on Tuesday evening. He was fine all day and then at supper time, he wouldn’t even approach his food bowl to eat. He stayed on the other side of the room and would walk away if we tried to approach him with any of his favorite treats, like bananas. Shadow loves bananas so much, sometimes I think he is part monkey. If you are eating a banana around Shadow, you better hold that yummy goodness as high as you can or it will be removed from your hands faster than you can say lickety-split. When he wouldn’t even entertain the thought of scarfing the banana down, I knew something was really wrong.

He was walking around panting and very uncomfortable. I was worried it was twisted stomach, which is not uncommon in big dogs, but he hadn’t eaten since the morning. He finally laid down, a good sign, but was still very uneasy. He couldn’t get comfortable until he finally rolled over onto his side. He was shivering with every breath. I’m not certain if he was shivering because he was cold or because he was in distress. We covered him with a heated blanket and he finally seemed to settle down. As the evening went on, he was having trouble standing up and he kept looking at me with pain in his eyes.

I was worried we were going to lose him Tuesday night. Everything was happening so quickly, the same way it did when we lost one of my childhood dogs. I called the emergency vet but they didn’t seem to think it was an urgent situation. I wasn’t so sure but wanted to trust them. I was told to monitor him and let them know if anything got worse. He slept in the room with me that night. I kept waking up through the night to make sure he was still breathing. Usually I can at least hear him breathing but this time I had never seen him so still. He didn’t move throughout the night. No puppy dreams, no kicking his feet, no whimpering, nothing. I was preparing myself for the worst.

As the daylight came I could see his chest rise and fall and knew he was still with us. He lifted his head to look at me as if to say, “I’m going to be ok”. He was fighting back from whatever had gripped him the previous night. It was a slow start to the day. Shadow was still very weak but he was gaining his strength back. For breakfast, he ate a little bit of chicken and rice and was very happy about it. His tail started to wag again instead of being lowered in pain. We went on a very short, controlled leash walk so he didn’t decide he needed to take off after the deer. All seemed to be getting better with every step. After a quick trip to the vet, they didn’t seem to know what had happened either but said if it happened again, call them right away.

Even though it was a very long and scary night, without much explanation of a cause, he was getting stronger and better with every hour of the new day. It took a few days for him to be back to his old self but he has been standing in his resilience ever since. I am so thankful Shadow made it through the night!

Shadow is a Great Dane/Lab rescue. When we adopted him, his name was Patrick but we decided Shadow suited him much better. He has truly been my Shadow since he joined our family. He follows me around the house wherever I go. Sometimes he anticipates where I am going next and leads the way. He knows my patterns and has picked up on cues for when I am moving from room to room. He loves playing outside and sometimes does a sneaky hide and seek when we let him out at night. He is all black and when the moon is not bright, he can be difficult to see. He is a quiet dog, he doesn’t really whimper or bark (unless he sees a deer then all bets are off). He is the sweetest boy and loves to snuggle like a giant 75lb teddy bear. I am so thankful Shadow accepted us as his family and am especially thankful he is still with us.

The Thankful Challenge – The Calendar

A 365 day challenge to focus on being thankful. Week 3, Day 1

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I love this time of year. It seems everything is shiny and new and everyone has a fresh start as they open their new calendar. Nothing is written on the calendar. It is not busied up with pencil marks or all the tasks you have to do for any particular day, week, or month. The calendar is a blank slate waiting for you to write those notes and appointments as if to say, “This is my destiny”. Ok, ok, that might be a little dramatic. Let me try again. You get to write the first markings on the calendar telling you where you are destined to be on any given day. You are literally writing your future! Alright, still a little dramatic but that’s just how I’m feeling right now.

If you are a digital calendar person, you scroll to your new calendar or click on your calendar app. I understand that as well. My daughter keeps me up to date on her schedule as we share a digital calendar. I enjoy seeing the little notifications pop up when she adds something to the calendar. Clicking the accept button on her notifications brings me joy. It makes me happy that she is keeping me in the loop and that she wants me in the loop.

The new year brings with it so many new opportunities. Even if it doesn’t really bring all these new opportunities, there is the illusion that new opportunities are there. “New Year, New You!” If I had a dollar for every time I heard that in an advertisement recently…I’d have like 10 dollars. (That’s one of my hubby’s jokes.) But really, I’ve heard that saying so much I think I’m beginning to believe it myself. What if I can be a “new me”? What if I can write this blog and be considered an actual writer in this new year? What if I can start a vlog to go along with my blog? I’ve been thinking about it for a while but for some reason a switch flipped when this year rolled around and I’m so excited to get this journey started. Truly, I am still my same self from December 31 to January 1 to now but the promise of great things in the new year has me all excited and it all started with the flip of the calendar.

Is it trivial to be thankful for and excited about flipping through the pages of the calendar and checking off accomplishments as I go? Maybe…but I am! This year, I want to write down and check off so many things as the pages of the calendar flip from week to week and month to month. What can I accomplish this year? Will I have enough time to do everything I have planned? Will I ever get my desk cleaned off so I can actually write at my desk? And how can my handy dandy calendar get the assist? First note in my calendar…clean off my desk! Dear Calendar, Thanks for the reminder.

The Thankful Challenge – The Storm

A 365 day challenge to focus on being thankful. – Week 2, Day 3…and 4

Do you ever have those moments when you know the proverbial storm is coming and you think you are prepared but it turns out you just kinda weren’t? Well on Tuesday there was no proverbial about the storm that hit our area and I was definitely not prepared. Yes, the local weather stations had been predicting the impact of the storm would be rough but I didn’t expect it to be quite so bad. I thought there might be some sensationalizing about the storm. (It happens sometimes.) Turns out there was no sensationalizing. The meteorologists were spot on this time.

It was drizzling all morning and the winds were steadily picking up as the day meandered on. Eventually the rain decided to show itself in a big way and was coming down in sheets (and sideways) but it seemed the heavy rain moved on pretty quickly. Then the winds blustered and gusted their way into the evening hours. The wind was blowing so it was changing the pressure in the house. Doors were closing on their own and the windows were shifting in their casings. It was unsettling.

We have A LOT of trees in our yard which is always cause for concern when we hear “high winds” in the forecast. The trees were creaking and the wind was howling. If you’ve never heard a tree creak, the sound is very eery. It’s like the creak of the floors before a jump scare in the movies. You hear the creaking and hold your breath until you hear the crack of a limb or the thump of a giant branch on the roof. If you are fortunate, you hear nothing. The dread is there in the back of your mind, cautiously waiting for a limb to come crashing through the window (which has happened before on an otherwise calm day). Wind gusts were up to 55 mph and the trees were moaning and straining with every gust.

Night fell and the lights were still on. I thought we were going to be lucky this time, escaping this storm with only a tiny little leak in the roof and some branches to clean up in the yard. Then it happened, the lights flickered, on, off, on, off, on, then blackness. SERIOUSLY!?! I thought the storm was on its way out and we were home free. My daughter and I stood in blackness on the stairs waiting and hoping it was just a little blip and the power would be back on momentarily. No such luck. Time to find the flashlights.

We looked at the power outage maps and the number of people without power kept growing and growing into the thousands. There were people without power all around us. People, just like us, going to their lantern and flashlight stashes so they could find their way around in the night. Understandably, the power company was not sending anyone out to work on the lines until the storm had passed. Thankfully, it was approaching bedtime so we decided to turn in early. Surely the power would be back on when the sun came up.

The wind was blustery through the night and eventually the storm passed a few hours before the sun decided to show its face. The bright, still a little breezy, morning was a welcome sight but no power. This was going to present some challenges for the moring. We are beholden to our well and our well pump to supply water to our house. When the power goes out…so does our water. Take a moment to think about all the things we do with water every day. Yeah…if you know you know. There was no flushing, hand washing, or showering. We usually fill the tubs with water so we can at least take care of the essentials but this time I was scoffing at the storm and did not have any back up water supplies other than a few water bottles. It was turning into a bit of a mess. I did have baby wipes though. I ALWAYS have baby wipes. They can be useful in many different ways, this time more than most.

We took another gander at the outage maps and it looked like the number of people without power was dwindling all around us. Surely we were next. We all took our shower things and a change of clothes to school or to the gym to take advantage of water elsewhere just in case. I was at the gym when one of the neighbors told me the power had returned. Thank goodness!

I know this doesn’t sound much like a thankful post so far but I am very thankful. First, I know we were fortunate only to lose power in the storm. The other inconveniences turned out to be just that, inconveniences. Once the power was back on those problems were in the rear view mirror. That was not the case for others. My thoughts and prayers are with the families of those that had more damage and injury.

I am thankful for the people from the power company that worked tirelessly to bring the power back to the thousands of people. I think we were some of the last in our area to get our power back and we were still only without power for about 17 hours. Truly incredible that everyone’s lights were back on so quickly. The lineman have skills beyond skills to do what they do with high voltage wires while high off the ground!

I am thankful for my husband bringing my daughter and I dinner because we had not eaten yet when the power went out. I’m also thankful he arrived home safely from his work meeting. The neighbor that checked on us to make sure we were warm enough and had what we needed is amazing and the best neighbor! I am so thankful for her!

Sometimes it is hard to see the silver lining or to look for the bright spots in our days when they are not going the way we planned. My goal for this year and for this “Thankful Challenge” is to do just that. Look for the happy coincidences. Find the sunny side when things aren’t going my way. Cherish the moments when things are going my way. Find as many ways to be thankful as possible. What are you thankful for today?

The Thankful Challenge – The Little Moments

A 365 day challenge to focus on being thankful. – Week 2, Day2

When looking for things to be thankful for, I sometimes find myself looking at the big picture. I focus on the stand out moments instead of looking for the details in the smaller moments. There isn’t a wrong or right way to look for ways to be thankful but I do think we sometimes miss out on the joy of the little things because we are looking for the big life changing moments. Today I want to focus on some of the little moments.

I am incredibly thankful for the time I have with my kids. They are growing up so fast, with one already in college and the other one soon to follow. I don’t know what I will do when they are both out of the house. For now, I will cherish each moment I have with them. There are definitely big moments in both of my kids lives but I love the time I have with them in the little moments, time spent playing family games or car rides to and from school. In all honesty, I thought I would be relieved when I didn’t have to drive my kids to school anymore but when the time came, I realized that was our very special one on one time. We could talk in the car about whatever, a lot of times leading to hysterical laughter.

My oldest is off to college now. Can someone please tell me why is it so hard every time he leaves home to go back to school and does it get any easier? I miss him so stinking’ much! I do cherish every single time he calls from school. Thankfully he does call me a few times a week so we can keep in touch. I know I am a lucky Mama. I’ve heard a lot of stories from Mom’s with kids in college that never call home. If you are a college kid reading this post…call your Mom. She misses you!

When my daughter was little, we had a live skit we would do in the carpool line each morning. We had a tiny following but we had fun. I’m a little biased but I thought we were pretty hysterical and creative. When she moved up to the next school we had to stop doing the skits because her bell schedule changed and our morning live skits were no more. I still go back and watch them sometimes. I am thankful we had that time to spend together in the little moments while waiting for school to open.

As we move forward through the days, weeks, and years, I will continue to look for the little moments nestled in between the big moments. If we are only ever looking for the big events for joy, we miss so much of life. Life happens in the little moments. Do you have any favorite little moments?

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