Very random thoughts today:

I am grateful for privacy and for people who respect it.

I am grateful that my Mom taught me to wash trash cans with soapy water so they don’t smell bad.

I am grateful for onion rings and miss sharing an order with Mom.

I am grateful for a sticky notecard this morning. As I sat at the table to write some notecards to send, the first one stuck to the table, and then I realized that it was because of a small smear of pancake syrup from breakfast on Monday morning with those beautiful grandchildren.  That is something to definitely be grateful about.

I am grateful for two young girls who have now decided that it is a good thing to volunteer at an assisted living facility, so they took over Bingo last night, leaving me the freedom to sit at a table with Avis and Beulah and participate.

I am grateful for a bouquet of orange roses to enjoy at the breakfast table.

I am grateful for an email from Charlie and Patsy.

I am grateful that tonight is my last night of class.

It is the purest sign that we love someone if we choose to spend time idly in their presence when we could be doing something more constructive. – S. Cassidy

 

I am grateful that my Mom and Dad taught me that girls do not look or sound very pretty when they use bad language.  It’s true, in my opinion. I witness this on a daily basis, and it isn’t beautiful at all.

I am grateful that I like to be clean and smell good, so I am grateful for soap and shampoo and facial cleanser and q-tips and towels that don’t smell bad and my toothbrush and toothpaste and mouthwash and laundry detergent and dryer sheets…and deodorant.

I am grateful for antibacterial wipes. I’m on a clean kick today, I guess.

I am grateful for the willpower to package all of the peanut butter oatmeal cookies for Max without snitching even one of them for myself.

I am grateful for the hymn, “O to be like Thee,” one of my many prayers for today:

Oh! to be like Thee, blessed Redeemer, 
This is my constant longing and prayer; 
Gladly I’ll forfeit all of earth’s treasures, 
Jesus, Thy perfect likeness to wear. 

Refrain: 
Oh! to be like Thee, oh! to be like Thee, 
Blessed Redeemer, pure as Thou art; 
Come in Thy sweetness, come in Thy fullness; 
Stamp Thine own image deep on my heart. 

Oh! to be like Thee, full of compassion, 
Loving, forgiving, tender and kind, 
Helping the helpless, cheering the fainting, 
Seeking the wand’ring sinner to find. 

Oh! to be like Thee, lowly in spirit, 
Holy and harmless, patient and brave; 
Meekly enduring cruel reproaches, 
Willing to suffer, others to save. 

Oh! to be like Thee, while I am pleading, 
Pour out Thy Spirit, fill with Thy love, 
Make me a temple meet for Thy dwelling, 
Fit me for life and Heaven above.

Even though it may seem like I share everything here, I am grateful that I have learned to remain private about most things in my life and have learned the value of discretion.

Face your problems instead of facebooking them.