tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38604194503450196152024-03-05T20:41:28.941-07:00let me just tell you...Life, in all its randomness.Special Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.comBlogger264125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-27551655563186761932017-09-25T18:41:00.001-06:002017-09-25T18:41:32.627-06:00CelebratedHaving your birthday while working at an elementary school is the most fun thing. I was totally celebrated for about a week. A mom decorated my classroom door:<br />
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And one of the teachers spearheaded a celebrating of my birthday with her class. There were presents all week. But on my actual birthday, my desk looked like this:<br />
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So, grateful.<br />
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It was a fun week, and I have been blessed.<br />
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I am grateful.Special Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-43955338657531054362017-09-17T18:05:00.000-06:002017-09-17T18:05:06.664-06:00GratefulI visited a friend this summer, and as we were talking she asked me what is going on in my life.<br />
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Meaning, how are you...really?<br />
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And my answer was that I am really happy with my life. I was thinking about this today, and I am grateful for my life.<br />
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I am grateful for my family.<br />
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I am grateful for my church family.<br />
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I am grateful for my job, and for good friends at work.<br />
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I am grateful for the music in my life, because there certainly is a lot of it. :)<br />
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I'm grateful for the new furry family member in my life...Penny Lane. This is her napping:<br />
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I had lunch today with a good friend, and my family. I turn 45 tomorrow.<br />
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Life is good. I am grateful.<br />
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This lush green-ness is the kind of beauty I miss now that I don't live in the south.</div>
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I went to school at Toccoa Falls College, and this week was Homecoming. Since my graduation was 20 years ago, (!?) I decided to go back for a little visit. It was a fantastic trip - I got to see old friends, I got to take in the beauty, I got to visit with a kid from my church in Colorado that goes to school there now, and all-in-all it was a grand time. </div>
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I went back to church and got to visit with friends I haven't seen in a long time. In fact I would call these people family. They adopted me into their family when I was living across the country from my own family. They had me over for family lunch on Sundays, and made sure I had a place to go for Thanksgiving if I wasn't traveling to my own family. </div>
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Special Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-85146880009627224962014-09-18T21:14:00.002-06:002014-09-18T21:14:41.061-06:00today by the numbersover 600: the number of students that got up and sang for Grandparent's Day today<br />
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about 500: the number of Grandparents that attended<br />
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4: the number of golf carts that we used to transport Grandparents from "alternative parking" (the terrible field out back) up to the building<br />
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6: the number of birthday presents I got today<br />
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2: the number of my parents that were there today - not for me, of course, but they were there nonetheless<br />
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21: the number of risers that were handled (man-handled) in the process of tearing down after the morning program, setting up for lunch, tearing down lunch, setting up for the afternoon program, and then cleaning up<br />
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60: the number of blissful minutes that was my massage after the day was over. Best. Decision. Ever.<br />
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Happy Grandparent's Day!<br />
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What a beautiful place to spend a weekend! High School group went on a retreat this weekend, and we went to a camp up in the mountains. The weather wasn't that great on the way up there, but as you can see, Saturday was gorgeous! This was free time - most everybody went canoeing or kayaking. It was fun to watch the kids gather out in the middle of the lake on their canoes - they called a "lake party". :)</div>
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The opportunity to get away from regular life and retreat somewhere is wonderful. We retreated from all kinds of things. But most importantly we pushed on toward others. We studied the book of Ephesians, and spent time with God.We pondered what He wants us to do with our lives, and we prayed about it. That is an important question when you are in high school, but it's also an important question when you are a ways out of high school. Like me. :)</div>
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<br />Special Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-47855897135379173522014-08-21T08:47:00.003-06:002014-08-21T08:47:59.825-06:00touchI got a massage this week.<br />
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Its the first week of school, and I had a kink in my neck for about 3 days. I'd had enough of that, so I called and set up a massage.<br />
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As I was laying there, smelling the essential oils, while she kneaded the stress and knots out of my shoulders and back, I was thinking about touch. And I came to the conclusion that I need to be touched. It was very healing to just be. To just lay there and have her rub the stress out of wherever.<br />
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Regular life makes stress and knots and kinks and gets everything all bound up.<br />
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And as she worked those out this week, I thought about how lovely it was to be touched.<br />
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And it is not the working out of the stress and knots that was the relief - it was the touch.<br />
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I think we humans are made to be touched, and when we spend time in solitary, something it missing. I think my cat feels the same way. I say this because she won't let me get ready in the morning without sitting on the floor for a few minutes petting her. If I don't do it, she yells.<br />
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So maybe she knows those essential things in life: food, water, touch.<br />
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These are the roses in front of my house.<br />
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The lady I bought the house from last summer, Jennifer, had done amazing work on them and they looked and smelled WONDERFUL all last summer.<br />
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I am NOT a rose expert.<br />
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But, I am willing to put in some work to have nice roses. I like the colors, I like the smells, and I like how nice they look in my front yard.<br />
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But they do take work. I'm not sure I understood the amount of work that would be involved when this summer started. And, my mom actually did the trimming last fall and then trimmed them again in the spring so I haven't even done any of that work.<br />
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But I do stand out there every couple days and water them all. I trim the roses that have bloomed, and I cut off unproductive limbs so the other ones can produce more. I bought Rose Food, read the directions and made sure they were fed. When I went out of town I had to leave dad with instructions on watering them.<br />
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And all of this work is being done really by default. I "fell into" it, by starting to care for the roses before I had any clue about what was involved. Just jumped right in there. But now because of the work I have beautiful roses.<br />
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There is work to be done, for sure. But I think they are worth it.<br />
Smelling pretty,<br />
KSpecial Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-46291200242573819372014-06-06T21:28:00.000-06:002014-06-06T21:28:22.461-06:00hopeI went to a funeral today.<br />
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A sweet friend of mine, who was about 6 years younger than me, passed away last week. Her funeral was today.<br />
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She had fought cancer for the past 4 years, and that gave her time to spend with her two beautiful girls. I think they are now about 6 1/2 and 4.<br />
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As her husband talked today at the funeral, he said that this was the end of a fight that they were told they would not win. But I think Heather won today. She always had her eye on heaven, and was one of the most hopeful people I know. Even in the midst of chemo, and cancer treatment, she was hopeful She was NOT hopeful that she would get better, but she was filled with eternal hope she had because of her faith in Jesus.<br />
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I am so very sad for her family that does not have her here anymore, but so relieved for her. That her fight is over. That she doesn't have to go through any more chemo. That she is in heaven. That she has the fulfillment of the ultimate hope now.<br />
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Heather, thank you for the time you were here, and for the hope that you spread, no matter your circumstances.<br />
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Until Heaven,<br />
KSpecial Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-25987186701609300272014-05-23T20:31:00.001-06:002014-05-23T20:31:26.520-06:00growth<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is a picture of what I put on my wall over my desk at school.<br />
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I had the bizarre circumstances of finding out what one of my parents said about me in an anonymous survey. I will say it was unflattering, to say the least. In fact, it was the opposite of those 4 words on the bottom: impatient, unkind, harsh and negative.<br />
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Needless to say, this took my by surprise. And my first impulse was to defend myself, and point out why I am not those things. OK, I freely admit to impatient. I am not the most patient person. I own that. I pray about it. I ask God to develop more patience in me. But unkind???? Harsh???<br />
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OK, I'm stepping away from defending myself, and taking this as an opportunity to become a better person. I put the opposite of those ugly 4 words above my desk, as well as the verse that is above them.<br />
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I am grateful for the opportunity to be better. I am grateful to focus on these things, rather than the negative.<br />
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And I am SO grateful that God sent me a couple parents RIGHT on the heels of this thing to give me some wonderful words of encouragement. There were three different parents, in the span of a week, and they were so supportive, and told me how much their kids LOVE to have me as their music teacher, and what a great job I am doing, and how much they LOVED the concert.<br />
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So I am thankful that God sent me that encouragement to spur me on to become better. To focus on the good, and what I WANT to be.<br />
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And that I didn't get fired. :)<br />
KSpecial Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-51552053704063374332014-05-01T19:48:00.001-06:002014-05-01T19:48:38.276-06:00serviceLast weekend I went with some friends from church to serve at the local Rescue Mission. We served dinner.<br />
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The mission serves dinner 6 nights a week to anyone who shows up. The only requirement is that you are in the door by 5 pm, and you sit through the message. Not a sermon, really, but more of a bible devotional or encouragement.<br />
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My friends and I passed out drinks, refilled drinks, handed out plates of food, and talked to people.<br />
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I often forget how good it feels to serve someone else.<br />
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I sometimes get so wrapped up in my own little world that I forget about the blessing of serving others. I get blessed, and I would hope they do too.<br />
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Anyway, I am grateful for the opportunity to serve. And I am grateful for the Mission and how they help people on a daily basis.<br />
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KSpecial Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-26101316697899948502014-04-13T22:34:00.000-06:002014-04-13T22:34:16.424-06:00an era<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is my director.<br />
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Donald P. Jenkins has led the Colorado Springs Chorale for 47 years.<br />
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Even though I've sung under his direction for the past 7 years, he has been doing it much longer. In fact, today at the concert he said he's been directing choirs since 1953.<br />
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Today I sang. I sang my heart out. I sang to the best of my ability. I sang in German like I've never sung in German before.<br />
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And it was amazing.<br />
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It was a blessing to sing wonderful music, accompanied by a wonderful orchestra, directed by a legend.<br />
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Thank you, Don, for the music. Even though this was the last, I will remember all of the concerts we've done together.<br />
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For the music,<br />
KSpecial Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-22623282455715599022014-03-29T21:16:00.000-06:002014-03-29T21:16:34.649-06:00recoveryWell this week has been Spring Break.<br />
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I am grateful for the break, but more than that I am grateful to be feeling better. <br />
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About 5 weeks ago, I got pneumonia. Didn't get sick, didn't catch anything, didn't come out any other sickness. Just...WHAM! Pneumonia.<br />
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So I got the drugs, and an X-ray to confirm, and spent a week getting better.<br />
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Felt great for a couple weeks, and then caught this nasty virus that went around school. I got it, but a bunch of other students and staff got it as well. And THAT was awful! It was the sickest I've been in several years. Even considering pneumonia!<br />
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So for the past 2 weeks I've been taking drugs for that, and doing breathing treatments, and just generally breathing. <br />
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Finally, I think I am better. I've gone a couple days without doing a breathing treatment, and besides my regular allergies, I'm feeling "normal". As normal as I usually am.<br />
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I just want to say that I am grateful to be better! I guess sometimes it takes feeling poorly to be grateful for health.<br />
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Here's to breathing.<br />
KSpecial Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-79059210441736590372014-02-02T10:39:00.000-07:002014-02-02T10:39:37.181-07:00mittensWell, it is winter for sure. I have shoveled the front of my house several times in the past few days. <br />
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And I have never been so grateful to have mittens.<br />
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This is the first time I have ever owned mittens. I never understood mittens at all - I just never had mittens in my life. Oh, I have had gloves - when I moved to Colorado, I quickly realized that it behooves you to have a pair of gloves in every coat pocket. It gets COLD here people! Especially to someone who grew up in northern California, and then lived in Georgia for 14 years. <br />
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But now I have mittens.<br />
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I guess mittens weren't a part of my life growing up, so I never realized how great they are.<br />
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A few weeks ago, a friend came to church wearing a fleece, no coat, and mittens. I told her that I liked her mittens. She said her husband bought them on Etsy. So that afternoon, I went on Etsy, and searched "fleece lined mittens". HOLY COW! Mittens can be cute too! Mine are made out of recycled sweaters, and the inside is fleece lined. Every time I've shoveled in the past couple weeks, I've worn my mittens. It's amazing - the only way you can feel like you are outside is on the face. Everything else is snuggly warm. Unbelievable!<br />
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I am grateful for mittens. And for warm hands. <br />
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And for spring, if it ever comes.<br />
KSpecial Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-16188995061290522962014-01-25T15:40:00.000-07:002014-01-25T15:40:05.073-07:00laughterThe other day I fell over. In the middle of a 6th grade class.<br />
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I am fine, but it really was a funny experience.<br />
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I had walked around behind my piano to pick up a book that I dropped (this is making me sound clumsier by the minute...) and when I headed back around to my stool, my leg got wedged up next to the edge of my stage. Since my momentum was already headed to the right, and my feet were essentially stuck, I slowly fell over on the stage. Actually, it was more of a slow fall/sit/roll over onto the stage.<br />
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So, there I am, laying on my right side facing the class. But I couldn't see them at all.<br />
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Because I was laughing. <br />
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I was just thinking about how ridiculous it was that I just fell over in class. <br />
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Someone in the class said "ooohhh, oh no."<br />
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One of the boys laughed. <br />
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The rest of the class shushed him, and he relied, "But SHE'S laughing!"<br />
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I was thinking that I had to get myself up, so I rolled over on my back and was going to sit up, then stand. Right about then, another one of the boys said" I'm so confused. I want to laugh, but I feel like I should ask if you're OK."<br />
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That made me laugh even more.<br />
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I did get up, and told them I was fine, and explained how my feet got caught. Someone then said "Yeah! You fell over in slow motion!" And I laughed some more.<br />
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But In all of this, it was a good laugh. I laughed, they laughed, and we laughed together.<br />
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It occurred to the today how good it is to laugh. Not AT anyone, but just to laugh. Together. Even today, I think about this incident that happened 2 or 3 weeks ago, and I STILL laugh.<br />
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Laughter truly is good medicine. <br />
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I hope this gave you a laugh. :)<br />
K<br />
Special Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-4391122548338479822013-12-29T21:57:00.000-07:002013-12-29T21:57:40.265-07:00celebrationYesterday I went to a wedding. <br />
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Actually, I got to play in the worship band. It was a great wedding. And not because I was there playing.<br />
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The bride and groom were both in youth group when they were in high school, so I was their youth leader. I've gone on several missions trips with them, and known them for several years and I consider them friends. <br />
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It was so great to see them stand up in front of friends and family and be wedded to each other. <br />
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But I really enjoyed the day. Not just the wedding, but the rest of it too.<br />
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The practice - the best man, and the pastor's wife and I were the worship band, so we got together to practice. It was fun getting to worship with them.<br />
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The rehearsal - hanging out with the pastor's wife, and the groom's mom, who I consider a great friend. Getting to see them all nervous, and READY to be married already!<br />
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The wedding - worshipping with a bunch of church family, and great friends. Being excited for the bride and groom as they start their journey together.<br />
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It was such a fun weekend. And such a blessing to be a little part of their story.<br />
Congratulations Taylor and Lauren!<br />
K :)Special Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-81698003243902512172013-12-05T21:08:00.001-07:002013-12-05T21:08:25.118-07:00DadWell. it is not the "official" 30 days of thankful anymore, but I am still thankful.<br />
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Today I am thankful for Dad.<br />
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Yesterday we had a "snow situation". When I left for school it was fine outside, albeit VERY cold. But fine. Over the course of the day, the snow kept falling, and by the time for carpool it was awful out! About 3, Dad called me and said "I'm in your parking lot". <br />
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He came to pick me up in his 4 wheel drive and took me home! <br />
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And this morning he took me back to get my car. <br />
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I'm thankful for Dad who looks out for me, and thinks about me having to drive home in awful weather. He might have had a prompt from Mom, but I'm grateful nonetheless. <br />
KSpecial Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-27336684911696949042013-11-30T17:01:00.002-07:002013-11-30T17:01:31.562-07:0030 Days of Thankful: Day 30<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well this is it. Today I am thankful for rest. <br />
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I am home now, after being at the cabin with the WHOLE family, and I am glad to be at rest.<br />
I'm paying bills, have a load in the laundry, and am intermittently watching Friends. Relaxing.<br />
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I am thankful for the breaks we get, and the chance to stop for a bit.<br />
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Oh, and I'm also thankful that I have all my Christmas shopping done! :)<br />
Bring on the Christmas music!<br />
K<br />
<br />Special Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-35180646838348198362013-11-29T20:12:00.001-07:002013-11-30T17:02:09.132-07:0030 Days of Thankful: Day 29<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today I am thankful for the cabin.<br />
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Several years ago, Mom and Dad built a cabin up in the mountains. This Thanksgiving we all went up to the cabin. Mostly, it has been great. It is different, having the whole family in one place for several days.<br />
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This is what I saw going out to the store today:<br />
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The collegiate peaks were beautiful with all the snow.<br />
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I am grateful that Mom and Dad value time with family enough that they took that into account when building their home. I am thankful that they want us up here. I am thankful for a retreat from daily life.<br />
KSpecial Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-24477235731102942232013-11-27T23:20:00.001-07:002013-11-30T17:02:49.841-07:0030 Days of Thankful: Day 27<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am thankful for all the blessings God has given me.<br />
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Today I went with a group of people from church to serve at the Rescue Mission's Great Thanksgiving Banquet. It is a free Thanksgiving meal for anyone who wants to come. It is largely homeless people who are there, but there are also some people who are not homeless but just down on their luck.<br />
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There were 165 of us volunteers there, and we served about 1000 people.<br />
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There were clothing giveaways, flu shots, free bibles, and lots of love and welcoming spirit. As the coordinator told us before starting, the people coming today are out guests.<br />
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And that's what it felt like.<br />
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I am grateful for every blessing in my life- both those given to me, and the opportunities to work for others. I am so blessed, that I couldn't even count them all.<br />
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Thank you God for your blessings, and for the opportunity to serve others.<br />
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Today I am thankful for God's beautiful creation. Here are a couple pictures I've taken over the years:<br />
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The above pictures are (in order): the collegiate peaks, balanced rock in Garden of the Gods, beach at Moss Landing, CA, South fork of the Arkansas River, Pike's Peak, beach in Fort Bragg, CA, Arkansas River near Canon City, CO, Arkansas River near Buena Vista, CO. <br />
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What beauty!<br />
K<br />
<br />Special Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-85201806248290092762013-11-25T14:49:00.002-07:002013-11-25T14:49:35.900-07:0030 Days of Thankful: Day 25<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today I am thankful for Noah. He is the oldest nephew. And he's funny...<br />
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This was one of his first camera attempts...<br />
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I am thankful that I moved here when he was 2 months old. I am thankful that I get to see him every week, instead of every year. I am thankful that I get to be his music teacher and see him in school every week. I am thankful that I got to be his regular babysitter until he was about 4. <br />
He is a blessing.<br />
K<br />
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<br />Special Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-4776728647622158882013-11-24T11:49:00.001-07:002013-11-24T11:49:48.536-07:0030 Days of Thankful: Day 24<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today I am thankful for the little bundles of joy that animals are in my life. I grew up with animals - Leroy was our first dog. Then there was Princess Pricilla (aka Prissy) the cat, who was with us for a long time. Then Toby the dog, and then I moved out and had kitties of my own.<br />
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Sam was my first cat, and we were by ourselves for about 6 years. Jenny, the little old lady cat was with us for about a year, and then Ed's cat Max came to live with me and Sam. Maxie Faxie made me laugh on a regular basis. When Sam was 13, he got sick and had to go to kitty heaven, and then about 6 months later, Max got sick and joined him. <br />
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I haven't had animals for a long time - like 5 or 6 years. <br />
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But now I have Callie.<br />
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This is Callie. This morning she was curled up keeping warm on her heating pad/bed.<br />
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This is Callie from a bit ago, right after she had her thrice-yearly shave-down:<br />
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Her hair gets really knotted, so she gets shaved about 3 times a year. Granted, she looks a little funny without much hair, but when you pet her she feels like VELVET! She is SOOOOO soft.<br />
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I am thankful for Callie, and for all the wonderful animals I've had in my life.<br />
Thankful for the earthly kind of unconditional love.<br />
K<br />
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Today I am thankful for family.<br />
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This is part of my family:<br />
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My Dad and I took the 2 nephews to the library today. The little one found a baseball book, so here is Pop Pop reading the baseball book to the nephews. Then we all went out to lunch. It was a good day - nothing spectacular, nothing amazing, nothing mind-blowing. Just a good time with family. People I love spending time together.<br />
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Thank you Lord for giving me a great family.<br />
KSpecial Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11501932740671229256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860419450345019615.post-77926529696551598652013-11-22T08:36:00.002-07:002013-11-22T08:36:51.532-07:0030 Days of Thankful: Day 22<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Oh man. Today I am thankful for extra time. <br />
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Last night at 10:30, I got a phone call that school was delayed for 2 hours this morning. I am still in my jammies, and all warm and toasty at home. At some point, I will take a shower and mosey in to work, but at this moment I am still reveling in the relaxed schedule of this morning.<br />
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I love the unexpected gift of time, and that leisurely 2nd cup of coffee!<br />
K<br />
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Oh. My. Word.<br />
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Today I am SO thankful to be home safe. <br />
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This morning, my 15 minute drive to work took 45 minutes, was very sketchy and I slid on the ice. Twice.<br />
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This afternoon, it took about 35 minutes to get home, and I slid into my neighborhood. <br />
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I am thankful that I didn't wreck my car or myself in the process of driving in today's weather. <br />
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I am thankful my friend is OK - she had a car accident today and totaled her car. <br />
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I am NOT thankful that nobody called a snow delay...but that's another topic. :)<br />
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Right now, it is about 12 degrees outside, and I am warm and safe in my house. <br />
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And terribly thankful for that too. Tonight I'm pretty sure I will be thankful for the extra blanket on my bed.<br />
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And I think that Callie (the cat) will be thankful for the heating pad that is in her cat bed.<br />
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So much to be thankful for - God's blessings and mercies are everywhere.<br />
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