Thank God for dirty dishes,
they've got a tale to tell;
While other folks go hungry,
we're eating mighty well.
With Home and Health and Happiness
We shouldn't want to fuss,
For by this stack of evidence
God's very good to us.
This little poem is in a tiny frame in my parents' kitchen, right next to the sink. I believe my grandmother clipped it out of a newspaper a long time ago and framed it. I love this gentle reminder!
I've been thinking a lot recently about the blessings in my life ... like these:
A cousin who graduates from Duke yet proudly sports her Tar Heel button
A sweet baby girl who brings so many people so much joy
This guy who galavants across the Swiss Alps yet still calls to say he can't wait to come home
And some more things ...
... skype visits with my brother across the world
... homecooked meals by Mom
... projects like wallpapering a bathroom in maps, sewing baby girl dresses, and working on photo albums
... sweet time with family
... sweet time with friends
... friends who have babies (hooray for Hudson!)
... peppers, tomatoes, and herbs for the garden, and a friend who will help till the soil up!
... and last but not least ... YOU!
I know ... I'm getting all sappy and sentimental. I can't help it. I just feel thankful and blessed!