Sometimes I just need to give thanks. Count my blessings and remember all the wonderful blessings I have been given. My son, who is bright and sensitive, kind and trustworthy. My husband, who works so hard and does so much for me and our little family. The Lord has blessed my so much. 

    My mother recently died and I have been thinking about how wonderful a blessing she was in my life. The things she taught me and the gift she gave me. I see her in myself more and more each year. In the silly song I sing which make my children crazy, in my need to be early to everything, even in the way a look.

Mirror, mirror on the wall, I am my mother after all.

I miss her

and I thank the Lord for her.

    What a wonderful day. The sun was shining, a cool wind was blowing and the kids were playing happily. We, my husband and I, took my son, my niece and Grandpa to a church picnic down by the river. My husband took them to the beach and they swam. I had a chance to talk and relax by the water. It is this kind of day that makes my so glad I have such a great family.