in keeping with my theme of giving thanks each day this week, i'd like to share how thankful i am for family. my first family.
i was born (yawn!!!) ... okay, i promise this won't be my life story. i'll save that for another post. heh heh
but seriously, i was born into a loving, affectionate home and family. my daddy was an army man (that's what i called it) and my mama was a hard-working full-time mother. over the years, she worked outside the home as well.
my parents instilled many different things in me, but the most important thing i remember is how much they loved me. no matter what. i always knew i was loved. i lost my dad in 1988 and my mother in 1993. not a day goes by that i don't think of them and miss them. but i know that their love for me endures.
my sister belinda (nee-nee, as i called her) is 3 1/2 years older than me. as a little girl, i always looked up to and admired my sister. i wanted to be just. like. her! if she wore something, i wanted to wear it too. if she took piano lessons, then by gosh, i wanted to also. i'm not sure i've ever told her, but she was always one my heroes (heroines!). and still is. i'm thankful that i have a big sister like her.
The unthankful heart discovers no mercies; but the thankful heart will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings. ~~Henry Ward Beecher
love and hugs,