I cry because its Thanksgiving

As I sit here this morning pondering life……….I wonder where did the time go?

Where are the young children I raised?

Why are they gone from my home?

Why can’t I get them all in one place together more then once a year?

Why? Why? Why?

Why do they grow up and leave home to make their own lives?

Oh, yeah, that is what we raised them to do. Doesn’t mean I have to like it one little bit! Because I DON’T! Okay, okay, I ❤ my grandsons and my kids had to grow up and lead their own lives for me to have them! So, I am okay with them doing what we raised them to do.

I ❤ the Holidays! Its my favorite time of year. Especially now with 5 amazing grandsons to spoil. But I miss my babies being, well babies! I was thinking about Thanksgiving dinners at my mom’s house. It was so much fun! She always made more food then we could ever eat in day. So, we showed up for days and ate and ate and ate…..until we couldn’t walk! The ‘good ole days’!

That is what I am missing this Eve of Thanksgiving. The times when we loaded up and made the 5 mile drive to see my parents and siblings! Yeah, we lived close so we could go over for days and keep eating. But more importantly we hung out with family. We played games. We ate, too much. We laughed. Did I mention we ate……a lot?!?! We watched football. We made memories.

I miss those days when my kids were younger. When we had complete control….or so we thought, right?! They didn’t have a choice but to go with us. They didn’t have a car or money!

Most of all I miss spending time with my mom and step-father. We laid him to rest 2 and a half years ago. I know my sweet momma misses him every day. I think of him more often during the holidays when we would have been together more. But he was an amazing man and is missed daily.

Life goes on and we make new memories with new family members and our circle starts over with us as the new center. But it is hard to let go of the past and move into the future. I miss many things about the past but I look forward to so many more great things in the future.

I pray this Thanksgiving Holiday you find great happiness and make grand memories that you will look back on fondly. May peace rule your days and hope find you often and all your dreams come true and love never find you wanting!

Happy Thanksgiving,

Sabrina

I AM Blessed!

 

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My sweet Bella porch sitting with me in her own chair

 

 

 

As I sat and watched the rain fall on Saturday morning, I was reminded of how truly blessed I am. Not because it rained, although that is a blessing. But because I have an amazing husband who loves me for me. Which is asking a ton some days. And children who love me and honor me as their mother. We have our issues but as a family we ROCK!

I was porch pondering, which is what I like to do on a nice slow rainy day.

I think about life and what it offers.

I have everything I could ever need or want and then some.

I do have an amazing husband. He loves me unconditionally. With ALL my faults and quirks! We have a great marriage. We don’t do everything right but we do a lot right and pray through the rest.

I have 6 super kids. I gave birth to 3 of them and then they married some pretty amazing people. All of them love the Lord, which makes this momma happy. They are good, kind, caring, giving, young-adults.

I have 4 of the cutest, most amazing grandsons in the whole entire world! And one more due any day now! Just ask me and I will tell you more then you ever wanted to know about them. I just can’t shut up when it comes to talking about my grandsons. They are the BEST!

I would consider myself a blessed woman.

I read part of an article the other day and it was talking about being blessed and how we as a society use that term way too much. I agree. We do. Just like we use the term “I love…..” too much. We love everything from tastes to feelings to colors to cars and all things in between. I am as guilty as anybody. I love so much in my life. So, I use those words carefree and, yes, maybe, carelessly sometimes.

I think we all agree all blessings come from our Heavenly Father. All good things come from God.

The article talked about us making God out to be some wish granter in the sky. I am blessed because: my children are beautiful; my husband is handsome; my wife is gorgeous; my house is beautiful; my life is perfect; my grandchildren are smart; my job is perfect; my friends are amazing and the list goes on and on. I don’t think God is up there granting our every wish and making our lives perfect. He wants us to submit to His will for our life. He wants us to love what He loves and hate what He hates. It is that simple. But, yet, so hard.

Our challenge in Sunday School this week is to soul search for what God has called you to be in your own life.

What is it that He wants for you?

What does He want from you?

 

I think if we can answer these questions then we will truly know what it means to be BLESSED.

Be Blessed

~Sabrina