Thank you for your kindness, your patience, your encouragement, your wisdom, your love, your faith, your support and your discipline. I know there were a lot of times when I did not appreciate any of these things, but I stand here today, in full awareness that I would not be the woman that I am nor would I be on the journey that I am on if it had not been for these things. Thank you for not giving up on me. Thank you for getting up when you fell down because it still shows me how to get up when I fall down. Thank you for your relentless work ethic and the blessing it has brought me and my children. Thank you for loving Mom. Thank you for loving us. Happy Father’s Day.
Thank You, God, for my Dad.
I celebrated a birthday recently, so that means I’ve been saying, “Thank you,” a lot. I appreciate all of the great people in my life, but one thing I am focusing on is thank you’s that move beyond words. The words are wonderful, but I think it is a little better to show people they are appreciated.
I have heard Southern women compared to Steel Magnolias, but I have to say that the ones I know are more like Titanium. They do everything and survive everything. Lately, though, I wonder if that is a good thing.
This week I have had a couple of experiences that really made me think about choosing my battles more wisely. Maybe it is a part of growing older, taking that time to reflect on whether being right or not is so important. A few times, I’ve found myself wondering about the wisdom of even involving myself in some situations. Sometimes it really is a matter of being a square peg in a round hole. I think when I was younger I was so concerned that i could be missing something important, but now, it is more vital for me to be open for the best in life as opposed to the good.