I also got a bit of free time. Sunday morning before church, I got to go out for a short run. While Anne napped that afternoon, I got to lie down for a nap myself. I didn't fall asleep, but at least it was "down time."
(One thing I realized while trying to nap: I have trouble falling asleep at night because, just as I'm drifting into dreamland, I wake up with something like being on the verge of a panic attack. When I wake up in the morning, I can barely open my mouth because I've been clenching my jaw all night. I knew this was happening, but I don't think about it in the light of day. Two hours of trying to fall asleep, and waking up in a mild panic every 15-20 minutes, triggered the memory of what happens to me throughout the night.)
I'm looking forward to a time (if one ever comes) when I'm not teeth-clenchingly stressed. All this decluttering has helped, but I still have a long way to go. Perhaps gratitude will be easier once I get "there." (Ha.) For now, here are a few items I was particularly thankful for last week:
271. weekends with no plans
272. learning to pour water (Anne's latest achievement)
273. healthy, home-cooked food
274. the way the sidewalk glistens in the morning sunlight
275. the sound of my own footfalls as I run
276. wildflowers blooming--particularly the violets
277. phlox, too
|Anne and Froggie, picking flowers|
279. a husband who thinks I am beautiful
280. safe journeys home
281. a letter from my Compassion child, written a few days after her birthday, telling me of the specific gifts I "gave" her through a monetary birthday gift
282. how she signed it, "Consuelo, 10 years old"--forgetting she'd just turned 11
283. Romans 8:28 ... and the knowledge that it's all going to work out
284. Anne's two-year-old cousin Ella's compassion: When Anne forgot "Froggie" at their house two weekends ago, Ella took care of him (even taking him to dinner with them, and keeping him in her bed at night) for Anne for the entire week before we could get him again.
285. my husband's generosity. Sometimes it makes me crazy, but I'm ultimately thankful to be married to such a generous man.
286. the first warm days of the year
287. spending them at the playground with Anne
|Yes, it was warm enough for a sleeveless top!|
|And sandals! Giddy-up, you old frog!|
|Climbing the steps to the "big" slide|
288. my friend Jammie, and her journey
289. loving friends so much that their joys are your joys
290. and their sorrows your sorrows, and their tears your tears
291. Anne's kisses
292. Dan's kisses
293. oranges--I have been eating them daily, and they are so yummy!
294. Anne's little "twist-move" on the slide: a third of the way down, she lies down and twists over to her belly
|Anne, ready to go down the slide|
296. the way Anne laughs when I pretend to eat her fingers and toes
297. the way Anne laughs, period.
298. Anne's crazy hair that goes every which way, no matter what we do
299. when my mostly unsnuggly (unless you're Froggie) toddler wants to snuggle ... ahhh, it's the sweetest gift in the whole world.
I'll stop here, and save the triumph of reaching #300 for next week. :-)