Thursday, January 25, 2007

Colby, my sista...



I had been looking through all of my "letters" and cards and stuff, trying to find this "letter" that my sister Colby (pictured here) had written a few years ago. I felt like I really needed to read it again, to help put a little "perspective" back in my life. Even though I'm very grateful for all that I have, I find myself often thinking TOO much about the things I want or need. I make mountains out of mole hills! A little of the subject for a moment- What does it mean when you start using "quotes" your mother used? Mountains out of mole hills??? Anyway, back to the letter. I finally found it, and wanted to share it ...

I am thankful for...

The partner who hogs the covers every night, ...because he is not out with someone else.

The teenager who is Not doing dishes but is watching TV, ...because that means she is at home and not on the streets.

For the taxes I pay, ...because it means that I am employed.

For the mess to clean after a party, ...because it means I have been surrounded by friends.

For the clothes that fit a little too snug, ...because it means I have enough to eat.

For my shadow that watches me work, ...because it means I am in the sunshine.

For the lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning and gutters that need fixing, ...because it means I have a home.

For all the complaining I hear about the government, ...because it means we have freedom of speech.

For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot, ...because it means I am capable of walking and that I have been blessed with transportation.

For my huge heating bill, ...because it means I am warm.

For the lady behind me in church that sings off key, ...because it means that I can hear.

For the pile of laundry and ironing, ...because it means I have clothes to wear.

For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day,...because it means I have been capable of working hard.

For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours, ...because it means that I am alive.

And finally...

I am thankful you are my family, ...because I am truly blessed to have you in my life!

Thank you Colby, I love you and miss you ...

2 comments:

colby said...

Just went in to check your blog and low and behold their I am. That was really sweet of you to remember me. Made me tear up. Thats cool about dads painting. Maybe you could put it up on your ceiling!!! Your bulletin board is awesome. Where do you get all your talent? Love ya lots - big sista!

Kandace said...

Wow! She's good. She sure does give me a better and more uplifting view of things. I wish I could think of things in that manner all the time.
Miss you lots!!!
Kandace
P.S
Have you talked to your dad lately? He sure has written some beautiful music. I'll talk to you later about it. (On the phone)