So Many Blessings...
As I get ready to settle in for the night with my blankie, Marcus Aurelius and a chick flick that will probably make me feel sorry for myself and wonder why crap like that doesn't happen in real life, I thought, "Why not blog about the blessings that have been bestowed upon me?"
So should I number them? No, that would make me have to come up with a number like all the days that led to Thanksgiving or one for every year of my life and damn that's 40! Maybe the ounces of wine I consumed today or the nickels I won playing a game I had never played before...which by the way I cashed in on...must have been beginners luck or maybe my luck is changing...OK so back to what I'm thankful for...someone recently pointed out that I jump from one thought to another. It's been pointed out to me before and my response has always been, "It's just that you can't keep up." I didn't say that this time. It really took me by surprise. I have to admit, it stung a little. Why? What was it this time that made me reconsider a sarcastic remark? Why was I so off my game? Bad word, bad word, bad word! Must have been the mouth it came from...whew, damn distraction. Squirrel!
OK, here goes folks...Blessed to have an awesome God watching over my every move, even though I don't always agree or want to listen, His plan has worked out pretty well so far.
My parents, as nuts as they drive me, have been the epitome of strength and courage. They sure raised me right, if I do say so myself.
Can't forget the two maniacs I grew up with...my sisters...for always finding a way to make me wish I were an only child...just kidding...well maybe a little...love you two more than words can say.
The biologicals, the rug rats, monkey-butts, love bugs that call me Mama. Wow, what would life be like without them? Unimaginable. And their dad for sharing his DNA, helping me grow into the person God wants me to be, and teaching me that it's okay to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all.
Family, both near and far, on earth and in heaven, west coast, east coast, city or ranch...I love you all. I know that the miles and years between just makes the time we spend with each other so much more memorable. To the kin-folk that are especially close, my tight knit band of Cuzns...you know what happens with the Cuzns, stays with the Cuzns...blood will always be thicker than water!
Oh my dear friends, Friends and buddies, from the past and present, Perales to HF a girl shouldn't be this lucky. Finding friendship is easy, finding that long-lasting, drop everything, get the rotten eggs ready, yes give him your number, you only live once, I'll be right over, yes his wife has a big ass, no I didn't see your boobs last night, come over anytime, you are like family, yes you had all of your clothes on when I dropped you off, of course he's an idiot, yes you can say you were with me, don't worry I will cut-the-bitch friendship, now that is rare! Blessed is all I can say!
Notice the common thread...all human...not a single material item listed...because you shouldn't love something that can't love you back. Love after all, is what makes the world go round, at least my world. I am blessed by a crazy little thing called love.
So should I number them? No, that would make me have to come up with a number like all the days that led to Thanksgiving or one for every year of my life and damn that's 40! Maybe the ounces of wine I consumed today or the nickels I won playing a game I had never played before...which by the way I cashed in on...must have been beginners luck or maybe my luck is changing...OK so back to what I'm thankful for...someone recently pointed out that I jump from one thought to another. It's been pointed out to me before and my response has always been, "It's just that you can't keep up." I didn't say that this time. It really took me by surprise. I have to admit, it stung a little. Why? What was it this time that made me reconsider a sarcastic remark? Why was I so off my game? Bad word, bad word, bad word! Must have been the mouth it came from...whew, damn distraction. Squirrel!
OK, here goes folks...Blessed to have an awesome God watching over my every move, even though I don't always agree or want to listen, His plan has worked out pretty well so far.
My parents, as nuts as they drive me, have been the epitome of strength and courage. They sure raised me right, if I do say so myself.
Can't forget the two maniacs I grew up with...my sisters...for always finding a way to make me wish I were an only child...just kidding...well maybe a little...love you two more than words can say.
The biologicals, the rug rats, monkey-butts, love bugs that call me Mama. Wow, what would life be like without them? Unimaginable. And their dad for sharing his DNA, helping me grow into the person God wants me to be, and teaching me that it's okay to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all.
Family, both near and far, on earth and in heaven, west coast, east coast, city or ranch...I love you all. I know that the miles and years between just makes the time we spend with each other so much more memorable. To the kin-folk that are especially close, my tight knit band of Cuzns...you know what happens with the Cuzns, stays with the Cuzns...blood will always be thicker than water!
Oh my dear friends, Friends and buddies, from the past and present, Perales to HF a girl shouldn't be this lucky. Finding friendship is easy, finding that long-lasting, drop everything, get the rotten eggs ready, yes give him your number, you only live once, I'll be right over, yes his wife has a big ass, no I didn't see your boobs last night, come over anytime, you are like family, yes you had all of your clothes on when I dropped you off, of course he's an idiot, yes you can say you were with me, don't worry I will cut-the-bitch friendship, now that is rare! Blessed is all I can say!
Notice the common thread...all human...not a single material item listed...because you shouldn't love something that can't love you back. Love after all, is what makes the world go round, at least my world. I am blessed by a crazy little thing called love.
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