Welcome to another edition of Wordfull Wednesday. Today’s topic is “I am grateful.” Write a post telling us what your are grateful for, come back here and sign the Mr. Linky adding the link to your post in the box (not your blog main page, those will be deleted). Have fun and Happy Thanksgiving!
Industry meaning work; being actively engaged in doing something productive.
Autumn days filled with the tantalizing scents of spicy pumpkin pies, wassail, wood burning, and steaming cups of hot cocoa.
Music has always been a big part of my life. My earliest memories are of my father serenading us to sleep as he played his guitar. Now my days are filled with the sounds of scales on the piano and screeches from the violin as my daughters learn to express themselves through the melody of song.
Goodnight kisses, especially the wet, sloppy ones planted smack on my cheeks as my children file off to bed. The kisses remind me of the great joy it is to be a mother.
Right to bear arms. My husband is not a sports fanatic. He is into guns and shooting. Knowing how to use a gun for protection is something we cherish. Having and keeping that freedom is important to me.
Acts of kindness, whether large or small, make a huge difference to the lives of others and yourself.
The smell of fresh mown hay, Old Spice deodorant, sagebrush, and a little bit of oil all mingled together mean Mr. Ferrero Rocher is home from work. He is the love of my life, best friend, man of my dreams. I love him because he sees all my faults and still loves me for me.
Evenings spent wrapped in hand crafted quilts made with love. The comfort they bring along with the stories told of my ancestors instill a feeling of pride in my heritage which hopefully is being passed on to my children.
Freshly baked wheat bread, hot from the oven with honey oozing through my slice.
Unwavering faith in God from whom all my blessings flow and in His Son Jesus Christ, my elder brother, my Savior, my Redeemer.
Laughter in all its forms – little girl giggles, deep belly baby laughs, a good grandfatherly guffaw.
What are you grateful for?