Thursday, November 30, 2017


This is my final post of “giving thanks” for 2017. I posted a thankful entry each day of November. These are similar to my own regular journal entries, so it took a bit of courage to share them out loud here. I want to thank those who read them and commented. I appreciate each of you and your thoughts.

It is a natural thing for me to thank God for things all throughout my day, every day. I have always done this. I thank Him for helping me tie my shoes. That isn’t easy for me, so I appreciate it. I thank Him for showing me a bird or critter. I thank Him for helping Chloe Jo have a good day, or Maggie to breathe easy. I thank Him for keeping Bill safe.

I will continue to do these things. I may even post these thankful pieces occasionally. The holiday of Thanksgiving is gone. Life goes on, as it should. I am thankful for that, too. But, appreciating my blessings are important to me every day.

More blessings. Advent begins this weekend. The holidays will go into overdrive. I look forward to sharing them with Bill and all of our minions: Stella, Kenzie, Maggie, Grizelda, Chloe Jo, George, and of course, Clyde and Bee. There is much love here to share. Things work out for reasons, so we accept each one as a blessing.

I am also looking to the future. I cannot quite see it, but, I feel it. I know that 2018 is looming. The future does that; it looms. But, that is okay; I will take it as it comes. I am sure it is filled with both lessons and blessings, both joys and sorrows. I will do my part, whatever comes my way.

I trust that Tomorrow will take care of itself. I appreciate that, because the skies are looking like Winter. The snow blower sits ready for action. I won’t be sitting long. I have things to do, life to live, and much to be thankful for. Peace.

Day Thirty of my Giving Thanks series.

Fill-in Statements: Week 82

Each Thursday, my co-host, Ellen of 15andmeowing, and I provide Friendly Fill-In statements. On Friday, we post our answers with a link-up for you to join us with your own responses. We hope you will copy and answer these on your own blog, but remember to link up here. If you need help, please let us know. We look forward to your answers!

Week 82: December 1, 2017:

1. I can't believe ___________ is still sold. 

2. I have _________ on Craigslist.

3. Going into December, the weather outside is                          .

4. My current weakness is                          .


Wednesday, November 29, 2017


I make mistakes and must fix them. I sincerely try to not hurt others, because I do not want to be the source of someone’s pain. So, I seek forgiveness when I should, because it is important to resolve issues. Forgiveness is healing. It is simply a fact of the human condition to make mistakes. Consequently, there are times that we need to be forgiven. 

Whether we deserve forgiveness or even seek it is an individual thing. Sometimes, it comes easy, but sometimes forgiveness comes at a price. As a child, I thought that forgiveness was automatic. You gave forgiveness no matter what, whether someone asked for it or not. As I grew, I realized this is not the case. Just as you can choose to apologize, you can choose to forgive.

It literally took me a lifetime to understand that simple truth. We journey through this life not alone. We must learn how to forgive from our relationships and experiences. It especially becomes relevant when you realize that in forgiving others, you also become more forgivable. This is the human condition at its ultimate best.

But there was even more to this for me, something much deeper. I had to learn to find forgiveness for significant people in my life, for some painfully difficult situations. I prayed about forgiveness and my relationship with it. I sought advice from friends, extended family members, and even clergy. I realized that forgiveness can mean different things to different people, too. I read about forgiveness and its processes.

Through my search, I came across various pieces of advice and many quotes. Some of these seemed too trite. However, there were some that truly spoke to me. This one, in particular, seemed to fit my history of hurt and life situation. It is: "Forgiveness is giving up the hope that the past could have been any different." (author unknown)

It still did not happen overnight. I did not suddenly feel unburdened. But, I have slowly let go. As I always say, when there is nothing left to hold onto, you have to let go. We can never undo what has been done. We cannot go back. Things will never be the way they could have, should have been. I know my truths. God knows, too. If He can forgive, I can. And, so I do.

I am very thankful for forgiveness. I understand and appreciate the power of forgiveness. The wise and wonderful Mark Twain said this: “Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.” 

Day Twenty-Nine of my Giving Thanks series.

Let Sleeping Dudes Lie






Shared with:


Tuesday, November 28, 2017

The Briar

I am thankful for the past. I am relieved that I made it this far because my path has always been lined with briars. But, it is much more than that. I am thankful because, “That which did not kill me made me stronger.” Yes, I survived, but while these experiences shaped me, they do not define me.

My family was not close. Dysfunction is what held them all together, and secrets were their glue. They indeed did play a significant part in my history. But, this is not about them. This is my personal story. It is what it is.

I did not choose the things that made up my childhood. The briars were planted by significant others. But, I am an old soul. I seemed to understand things from a very early age. I paid attention; I knew the score. I asked questions, when possible. I rebelled in ways to alter my path in positive directions. I cleared the briars. I held my ground where I could and voiced my concerns. I knew that I could choose differently, but I had to grow up first.

As a child, I had a couple of key role models. Grampy was my anchor. He is the one who held my moral compass. He taught me, and he guided me around the briars. I never doubted his love. He believed in me and my worth. He was the only one who did. I still feel him in my life, every day. He may not hold my moral compass, now, but I think he keeps it running. For that, for him, I am deeply grateful.

As an adolescent, Uncle Eddie came into my life. To my surprise, he believed in me, too. We had long talks about life and philosophy. He taught me things that I needed to know. He knew there were briars and showed me how to remove them. I felt safe with him. I was aged ten through thirteen when Uncle Eddie was present in my life. I am very grateful for my time with my Uncle Eddie. I needed him.

I am grateful for all of the people who helped shape me in various ways along my journey. Grampy and Uncle Eddie were clearly the exceptions. Others were examples of what not to do, who not to be. Whether they meant to or not, they all helped me to understand life. That helped me to find my own place in it. I am not perfect. I am very human. I make a conscious effort to be a good person. I know that I should, “Be the change” that I “wish to see in the world”. That is what the lessons of my journey have truly taught me. I am thankful for each lesson and every step that I took along that path of many briars. I am here now. 

Day Twenty-Eight of my Giving Thanks series.

Monday, November 27, 2017

My Vet Care Team

I adore my veterinary team. We have been clients at this clinic for over twenty years. There are three regular vets and several technicians. Every one of the team cares about each animal they see, and that pet's health. They have seen it all, know what to do, and they do it with heart. We can count on them, without question.

From birth through old age our vet team has been there. Through our many rescues and adoptions, they have advised us and helped us to provide the life that each pet has deserved. When the time came for some of them to cross over The Rainbow Bridge, our vet team was there to ease their way. They also comforted us. I can recall times when they cried with us as our pet left us to mourn and grieve. 

I am deeply grateful to our vet team for their constant care and their shared love for animals, including mine. I am thankful for everything they do in emergency situations and as routine care every day. I especially appreciate them doing it all with big hearts and a sense of humour

Day Twenty-Seven of my Giving Thanks series.

Sparks: 8

When I began blogging, it was my intent to post an inspirational thought each Monday. It would be my weekly meditation, and perhaps feed another’s spirit as well. I am inspired by the positive energy of my peers.

The negative energy in the world has become thick and oppressive. Social media has become a part of this dark, negative storm. There is an obvious universal need for more positive energy. And, we can all be part of this affirmative change. 

I believe we are meant to be lights in this world. If we allow our light to shine, we can see where we are going. It is then that we can begin to truly see each other clearly. Together, we can light up the entire world!

We are also sharing with:

I hope you will join us. Please link up a positive quote, thought, poem, or verse.  Add the Sparks badge to your post to invite others. Truly; the more, the merrier. Peace.

Link to Sparks here:

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Animal Rescue Blessings

One of my greatest blessings has been to participate in animal rescue. This goes back to my childhood. We first rescued a guinea pig, who was being relegated to perdition. Following her, throughout my life, there have been various raccoons, opossums, rabbits, rodents, birds, numerous reptiles and amphibians, fish, a skunk, a monkey, and naturally, cats and dogs. I have been blessed.

One of these wonderful blessings was a litter born on Thanksgiving, November 25,  2010. These kittens were rejected by their very young and very ill homeless mother. Her rescuer was not able to care for their needs and her, too. That is when they came to me.

This litter of four were the most pitiful babies I had cared for. They were extremely ill, too. For weeks we had humidifiers running for them to help ease their congestion. They were given antibiotics and nose drops. I was feeding them every 1-2 hours with a syringe because they could not nurse normally. I was also doing chest thumps on two of these babies. I had to help break up the congestion.

God’s hand was in this, as always. Two kittens went on to be adopted by a young couple. We kept the two black kittens, otherwise total opposites. You know them: Grizelda and Chloe Jo. They just celebrated their seventh birthday! 

~Happy Birthday, Girls!~

Baby Grizelda Zoe

Baby Chloe Jo

Baby Sisters


Chloe Jo

~The Girls Today~

I have so many reasons for doing animal rescue. This is what moves me: to see them survive and then to thrive. This is the reward. I am humbled by God’s faith in me. I am honoured by the animal’s trust. I am happy to be a part of their journey. I love each and every one of them. And, I am grateful for the lessons they have all taught me and continue to teach me.

Day Twenty-Six of my Giving Thanks series.

Also Sharing with:

Saturday, November 25, 2017


Creativity is something that I am very thankful for wherever I find it. Creative outlets help us release stress in a positive way and cope with situations. They can also entertain us, as well as others. It is validating when others appreciate our creativity.

Just as each person is unique, creativity is a uniquely personal thing. You can learn a craft, and get quite good at it. You can practice and know your chosen art, but creativity takes it to a different dimension. I believe that creativity is a God-given gift. You cannot learn creativity.  

Bill is an extremely talented guitar player. He has played for fifty-five years. He plays mostly lead guitar, on both six and twelve string guitars. While he has studied, practiced, and knows the guitar in depth, he is also incredibly creative.

Other guitar players that I love for their creativity are B. B. King, George Thorogood, John Fogerty, Willie Nelson, and Carlos Santana. These are some of my very favourite guitarists, because of their genuine creativity.

In addition to music, I admire and respect creative artists in other forms, too. Some of my favourite creative artists are Peter Max, Joni Mitchell, Bob Dylan, Ronnie Wood, Van Gogh, Hargrove, Robert Redbird, and numerous others. When art speaks to me, I listen. I want to know more about the art and artist.

In fact, many of my blogger friends are creative energies. Some have flair in making crafts. Some have a creative eye for photography. Some of my creative friends can turn photos into art. Some creative spirits can draw, or paint with canvas and different mediums. I appreciate it all and am inspired. I am thankful for the sharing of creativity.

Me? I do not play an instrument. I cannot sing. I cannot create things from yarn or paper. I cannot draw or paint. I capture moments; I am not a photographer. However, I am a creative thinker. I write down what is in my mind and heart. I am very thankful to be able to do that.

Day Twenty-Five of my Giving Thanks series

Friday, November 24, 2017


My focus on thankfulness would not be complete without including blogging. I could do these gratitude posts in my journal. Actually, I always do. But, this actually made me think long and hard about each entry on my list. Posting it here kept me accountable to myself and my promises. I had to be disciplined, writing it down in detail every day. I had to be present in mind and heart.

Blogging allows sharing; it is mutual. I appreciate what others share, as much as I enjoy sharing my own posts. Sharing thoughts can be informative, enlightening, inspiring, and even be empowering. Sharing ideas can change the world. Words are powerful. 

When I am able, there are blog-hops that I like to participate in. Some of the hops that I enjoy have writing prompts. I like the challenge of a writing prompt. I think it helps me exercise my creativity. It is inspiring to read what others write, while sharing my own.

I especially enjoy co-hosting the Friendly Fill-Ins with Ellen of 15andmeowing. She is a wonderful blogger and friend. This hop has helped me get to know so many great bloggers. Each Friday, I learn more about them. I am also pleased that my new hop, Sparks, has been well-received and is growing. These bloggers are great sources of positive energy. They inspire me, as well as others. I am grateful for them.

I also love the hops that I share with blogging friends who have furkids. They understand the bonds that I have with my cats and my dogs. I love sharing pictures, information, support, and stories. These special friends know why I sit up with Maggie at night, just listening to her breathe. They know why it is important for Chloe Jo to be closely monitored for input and output. These wonderful blogging friends know that I manage minions because it is who I am. They get me; and, I get them. We all share a special bond.

I appreciate that my blogging friends also understand time. I don’t always have the time to post the way I would like to. Sometimes I read posts, but don’t have a chance to comment. I wish I did, but life can be busy. In that same vein, I understand when others are busy living life. Honestly, that “living” is what fuels blogging.

I am very thankful for blogging, with its fun and friendship. What started out as an outlet for book reviews has turned into much more. Originally, the fun fueled online relationships. Now, it is the friendships that fuel the fun. Thank you for accepting my family and critters, my writing, my thoughts, and just plain old me. Thank you for being there, caring, and checking in on me. It is mutual. I am sincerely thankful for each and every one of you, my blogging friends and family.
Day Twenty-Four of my Giving Thanks series.

Friendly Fill-ins: Week 81

We are happy you are here for another week of friendly sharing! As always, you can find the fill-ins here and at each Thursday. On Fridays, we post the link for sharing. You are welcome to answer in the comments, but if you link up, more people can share.

I hope everyone had a wonderful week of shared blessings. Bill is home, so I will probably be busy catching up with him, furkids, chores, and hopefully fun! I will be reading blogs, even when I am not able to comment. Please know you are in my thoughts and counted among my blessings.

I know today is Black Friday. Stay safe out there. We will all be at home, celebrating Chloe Jo (Grizelda does not like fuss). This meme of Chloe Jo made the LOLcats Home Page today!

I enjoyed the fill-ins this week. I hope that you did, too. Holiday sharing is special.

1. I start to decorate for Christmas/Hanukkah the weekend following Thanksgiving. I believe in focusing on each holiday as it comes. Life is short. I don’t want to miss a moment of the blessings in front of me.

2. I prefer a safely decorated, sturdy Christmas tree because I know that someone is going to test it at any given moment…and they do.

3. The best thing about the holidays is the kindness, sharing, the love…and the peace. Spread it all around to every living thing! Please make it last.

4. The worst thing about the holidays is the selfishness and greed that are perpetuated by commercialism. This is the thinking that prevents peace on earth.

~May you enjoy lots of holiday goodness! ~

We are also sharing with:

Now, it's your turn. Please link up with us here.

Thursday, November 23, 2017

All Good Gifts

I am thankful for all that God has blessed me with, especially Bill, our home, our furkids, family, and our friends, including each of you that write and blog with me. I am also thankful for all of the nature and wildlife that God has filled the world with. I am thankful that He shares all good gifts with us every day, from one season to the next. May you be blessed every day, too. 

~Happy Thanksgiving to you and your loved ones~ 
with lots of love, from Bill & I, and Stella, Kenzie, 
Maggie, Grizelda, Chloe Jo, George, Clyde, & Bonnie Bee

Day 23 of my Giving Thanks series.

Fill-in Statements: Week 81

Each Thursday, my co-host, Ellen of 15andmeowing, and I provide Friendly Fill-In statements. On Friday, we post our answers with a link-up for you to join us with your own responses. We hope you will copy and answer these on your own blog, but remember to link up here. If you need help, please let us know. We look forward to your answers!

Week 81: November 24, 2017:

1. I start to decorate for Christmas/Hanukkah                                 .

2. I prefer a ________ Christmas tree because                              .

3. The best thing about the holidays is                                              .

4. The worst thing about the holidays is                                             .

Wednesday, November 22, 2017


As I shopped for groceries this week, I contemplated the holiday. Thanksgiving is meant to be just that: a time to give thanks. Time and circumstance has made that time different things to different people. However, it does not change the meaning of the holiday.

As I put things in my cart and checked them off of my list, I thought of the many things that I am thankful for. The word “bounty” came into my head. I actually stopped to think about the real meaning of the word.

noun: bounty; plural: bounties
-something given or occurring in generous amounts; generosity, liberality.

I looked around at all of the food displays. The shelves and bins and tables…all full. As I got the things for our holiday dinner, I thought of the bounty of food that God has blessed us with every day. We do understand, and are thankful.

As I continued shopping, I remembered other things that I had neglected to put on the list. So, I thought carefully to avoid another trip to crazy town. I added the items to the cart. Nothing frivolous, but things that we needed. There are always things around the house that need to be replenished.

The cats needed litter, so I stuffed that under the cart. The dogs needed the special “senior” treats. Kenzie is a senior and Stella is middle-aged. We are conscious of their needs to stay healthy. Their bounty, I thought with a chuckle. Yes, but they are part of our bounty, too.

Bill needed some things for his trucking life. A man has to maintain his health even when on the road. He isn’t getting any younger, either. But, he is certainly a big part of my bounty.

Finally, I checked out of the store. I thought about bounty all of the way home. I looked at everything. I watched the squirrels and their bounty of nut holes in my flower beds. I watched the last of the Sandhill Crane and their bounty of companionship on their southward travel. I waved back to nice neighbors who waved to me. I watched the sun peek out of grey rain clouds.

Again, I marveled at the bounty that we are blessed with every day. We are blessed in so many ways by a very generous God. That is what "bounty" is. It is not only about the things we have, but that God is generous in His giving. God is good. And, I am thankful. 

Day Twenty-Two in my Giving Thanks series

Do You See Bee?

Shared with:


Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Dinner Guest

Everyone was happy that Reba was bringing a friend for Thanksgiving dinner. Bert was a farm worker just looking for a fresh start, Reba said.

When they arrived, Reba told them that Bert was outside, enjoying the day. Looking out, they saw a turkey standing in the sun, with what seemed to be a smile on his face.

That was when they realized Bert was the turkey who had just been given the presidential pardon.

Shared with:
"In Other Words" 
Five lines or less
inspired by the word prompt