Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Counting my blessings...

from children who bring me gifts of artwork all throughout my day (even if some of the depictions of me are quite too proportionately realistic for my ego)....


to a healthy pregnancy and being ready for our child and anxiously awaiting her arrival...

to finding good deals and actually being able to take advantage of them...


and yes, I suppose, even blizzards and wind and treacherous weather that remind us that God is God and we are tiny (but significant) pieces to the puzzle.
My days are far from relaxing, my house is never clean and my children are not perfect and though I can feel myself sliding closer and closer to the steps of an institution, there is a peace to my life. And I am quite happy to be right here.




2 comments:

Dad and Con said...

You are truly blessed Carrie! A great husband who loves you, and two (count 'em) great, healthy and intelligent children. This complements their beautiful Mother! And then there are three!
Love, Grandpa....

Linda said...

I only have one child that ever leaves me artwork anymore and it's been awhile. Maybe he's been too busy giving his artwork to his fiance!