It's Thanksgiving already and a little hard to believe since it was almost 70 degrees yesterday. Because it is always good to remember/become aware of what I am thankful for, I thought I would compose a little list.
Joey, you are the first one I think of and even though you are also the first one I would think of if I were composing a different kind of list, like let's say a "Who can put you in a bad mood faster than anyone else", it still means something that you are first on the Thankful list. Where would I be without you? I'd be lonely and wanting you. I'd be more insecure and probably fatter too because I wouldn't exercise regularly and I would stay up every night snacking. I'd be cold in bed and not have any body's legs to put my freezing feet on to warm them up. I am sure my room or apartment, or wherever, would be ninety percent of the time a disgusting mess. Maybe I still wouldn't shave my legs, who knows. I am sure I would do impromptu, very irresponsible things like getting a dog that I wouldn't want to take care of a month later. I would only see things from one perspective (mine), and thus I would still be paranoid about wasting money by flushing the toilet after only going pee once or taking long showers (and consequentially very rarely shaving because it takes so much time!) because every hot drop of water running down my face is a drop of MONEY. When you are with me I feel strong and without you I feel weak, like I have to pull myself up by my bootstraps and say, "Common Danae. Get in the car. Go to church. You can do this." What I am trying to say is life is easier, happier and smoother with you. You are God's most precious gift to me.
Ethan, number two! You bring so much joy to my life, like when you are sitting in your high chair and out of nowhere start belting out Hot Cross Buns. Or when we get to the winter page in I am a Bunny and you call the snow falling from the sky, "popcorn". Or when I try to sleep with you and tell you, "Ethan, mamma's tired. You need to go to sleep." And instead of you curling up, being still and quiet, you take your chubby hand and pat my cheek and give me a kiss like, "It's ok Mamma. You can go to sleep. I'm gonna stay up for a little while, ok?"-and then procede to move around on my bed (and my body) like it is a bouncehouse.
I'd like to keep going; this is a wonderful mood-lifter-upper. But I feel like I am neglecting Ethan in order to write all these lovely things about him, so I will stop for today.
The feeling, at least, of understanding what is going on.
3 comments:
Your family is cool.
That's as insightful as I get.
Sorry.
I wish I could hang out with Ethan. And you too of course. He sounds so cute - Andrew is really starting to talk. He's got a whole list of words he can say. And the look on his face when he makes a connections or knows that I understand him is priceless! We are having so much fun - I love this stage!
you without Joey sounds like me now.. to a t.. A perfect synopsis. ;) not exactly single but i can definitely get away with snacking the nite away.. picking. .not shaving..you named it. that quiet desperation you spoke of happens in the mess of being single.. and only counting the precious blessing of a spouse might I see how true the words are when it states.. "it is better for man not to be alone.." something like that, although, there are times Im set that being "alone" is the only time i'll be able to achieve anything..the lord works, as I stuggle in that too.. anyway.. always i love to read what you beautifully write.. i love you. .and i picture you and ethan and even Joeys face so well... i love you dear danae.. now i need to be with deana.. reap my sweet sister so close to me.. we're making gingerbread houses tonite!!
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