Woah.
Thanksgiving came and went like really, fast.
This week was a really long blur.
I realize that doesn't make much sense, but my mind isn't like a normal persons...
Speaking of blurs, this fog in the night time is so crazy cool!
It makes me wanna go run around in a rambunctious manor in a huge field until I remember I hate running...
I'll do a whole different post on the Thanksgiving festivities because I need to catch up on my feelings of thanks first.
P.S. I realize this should be my last thankful post because Thanksgiving is over, but it won't be.
There are still a few more days in November.
1) Friends
(In the words of an old girl scouts song... "Make new friends but keep the old, one is silver and the others gold." True that! I'm all about friendship and the happiness that it brings. Everyone needs friends to make their world that much brighter. I don't know what I would do without mine. I am so incredibly thankful for them. It's crazy how you realize who your true friends are when you grow up and venture out to new lands. The ones that stick around and still call you just because they are wondering how you are doing are truly a blessing. I have so many friends I will go months without seeing then the second we embrace again, its as if we never left each others side. I love those relationships, the ones that will continually remain the same through thick and thin. Friends are a lovely blessing we have been given. Life would be terribly boring without them. I'm thankful for each and every one of my friends and I'm also thankful I had the opportunity to see so many of them this Thanksgiving break.)
2) Prayer
(I could probably make a huge, never-ending list of times that prayer has kept me going, but I don't feel like typing all night. Therefore I might just name a few times. After I got surgery I prayed every single day that when I woke up I would feel even just a litttlllee bit better. Each morning I woke up, I did. Sometimes it was only a small bit, other times it was drastic. Either way, I knew Heavenly Father heard my plea and wanted me to know that he loves me and cares for me. He healed my body and through my prayers, I knew that I really would be okay. Every now and again I get to a low point, ya know those moments you can't quite figure out why you are down but its hard to snap out of anyways? Yeah it happens. Anyhow, every time this occurs the first thing my heart demands is making myself kneel in prayer so I can just pour my heart out to my father in heaven. So I do. I usually end up crying, but by then end, I'm smiling uncontrollably. I love how much more important and loved it makes me feel. The power of prayer is so real, and such a blessing. I am incredibly thankful that I have such a personal relationship with my Heavenly Father and that he knows me and hears every single one of my prayers.
3) The rings on my fingers.
(I love my rings. I love what they stand for. I love that others know what they stand for. I love that they are a representation of me and the way I live my life. I'm so thankful they have so much meaning and are a constant reminder to myself. I have worn a purity ring on my left ring finger since I was a freshman. I remember watching The Secret Life of the American teenager and being appalled by the girls that went a little too far with boys and gave away their most prized possession. I thought about this quite a bit as I saw more and more of my friends do the same that first year of high school. I recall speaking with my dad in the car on the way home from who knows where and I told him that I wanted a purity ring. It wasn't ever necessarily to remind myself to be pure because I made that decision quite a long time ago, it was more to let others around me know that I would be strong and not give in. My dad gave it to me for my birthday and I have been so proud of it since. He told me he stuck a little camera in the heart shaped emerald so he would always be with me. Haha love that man. This ring has so much meaning to me, I think I'll pass it on to my first daughter :) On my right hand I wear a CTR ring that I was given at my baptism. It represents my church and all that we stand for. The letters "CTR" stand for "Choose the right" a little motto that I absolutely adore. I love when people come to Jamba and as they hand me their money, I notice a CTR ring on their own finger. It makes me feel so happy. I love what my church stands for. I love my rings, I'm so thankful for the meaning each of them carry.)
4) Comfy Clothes!!
(Dang, I'm getting real deep now. It just got real. Ha, but really. I loveee love love dressing cute and putting outfits together, but in all honesty, the second I come home I put on sweats and a t shirt. Fuzzy socks, over sized sweaters, sweatpants, basketball shorts, t shirts, soffes, and slippers are most definitely something to be thankful for!)
Alrighty.
I just wrote another novel.
I need a nap.
Good thing I'm already in my comfy clothes :)
All my love,
Aleigh Joy
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