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My Thankful List-2020 Edition
Thanksgiving 2020 is upon us! I don’t know about you, but a week ago I was not exactly feeling grateful. Between the COVID-19 spikes, lockdowns, and political unrest, 2020 has been a difficult year for many. But my perspective changed when I noticed how my blog post from 5 years ago on my gratitude list was trending. It reminded me that even in the midst of a difficult year, we can always choose to be thankful. Looking back at my old post, I realize that even though some of the things I am thankful for are the same, my life has changed and I have grown in many ways. If you’ve…
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Happy Friday lovely readers and followers! Thanksgiving is next week here in America. I can’t wait for all of the turkey, cranberry sauce, and potatoes (#foodieproblems)! I will say that this year feels so much…heavier. This is the first Holiday season that my Grandma Jean won’t be here. Someone who was such a staple at all of the family events is now in heaven. I know her spirit is still here, but I can’t see her or hear her voice. She won’t be able to enjoy the holiday decorations or watch me open up gifts. I’m sorry if I’m making any of you sad. I know all of us must go…
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(Photo Credit) Sometimes in the moments Of a quietly darkened night, I wonder what there is to be thankful for. All the hurt, the lies, and the fear of this world Make me doubt for anything more. But then You find me– Ripening my soul with the sweetest touch. It’s the sunlight that comes through the dusty window, Or the feeling of the crisp winter air at my face. Because I know that every minute can be spent Wasted in my weary mind, Or they can be used to paint the world with Your vivid colors. Every laughter and cry Is a gift that must be cherished, Because they mean that life…
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