A HEART INSPIRED

Well, its Thanksgiving week. Hence the title. I know I'm usually positive and inspiring, uplifting and motivating....today, right at this very moment, though I am not seeing a lot to be so energetic and upbeat about. Ever have those days? But, since its time for another entry and I'll call it 'Protocol', I have to believe that by the time my fingers are done swiping and tapping at these keys, I will have managed to not only lift your spirits and make you smile, I will have walked away blessed as well. Many of you have been deliciously covering your FaceBook  pages and statuses with fantastic, moving notes of "Thanks". I have enjoyed reading them. I have laughed, nodded in agreement, teared up. I have even sighed with envy! I find myself so grateful for every small thing in my life that I feel as though they are not worthy or enough to grace the "Thanksgiving Page of Thanks" that is deserved. I 'll just go ahead and mention my 'smal

We made plans three months ago, and the excitement was overwhelming! The day could not get here fast enough. My in-laws blessed us with a visit.                                        It was wonderful having them, we even had the opportunity to show them around a little. They got to see the kids schools and the beautiful town we now call home. We enjoyed dinner together, Grandmom helped the girls with their school projects, Pop~Pop tossed the ball around with the kids, it was a really nice evening. The next three days were filled with adventure, as it was our very first time to Disney! We got to go on all the fun rides, enjoyed amazing weather and had plenty of laughs. Stories were shared. Some old and familiar, some new. Plans were made for more visits and most of all our hearts were warmed and cared for...  We gathered our stuff, rolled in one by one . Grandmom & Pop-Pop were there, lets go have some fun .We looked around in awe, we skipped along to play . They knew exact

Tomorrow, I will be graced with the gift of another year lived. Another candle  blown out. Another mile travelled. Another year survived. Another opportunity to make a difference. Big or small the opportunity is mine. I cannot fathom how the years continue to zoom past me as if I weren't even participating in them. Maybe, when I make my wish as I blow out my candle, I can ask for the next forty years to go by a little bit slower. I think its time I start enjoying this precious gift of life and my time here on this earth. I think its time I start celebrating.  I think its time I stop worrying about tomorrow and the troubles it may bring. I think its time I stop complaining. I have spent my whole life, as many of you have, running and racing toward this troublesome tomorrow, even though it is uncertain. Never really stopping to revel in today. Always on the move, hurling ourselves toward the next best thing. Today, however, I want to strive just for today. I want to be pres