Tuesday, November 22, 2011

An old glass pitcher

Just finished cleaning the kitchen after making dinner.... What did I make you ask? Well..... Baked italian chicken, garlic mashed potatoes, sliced cucumbers with ranch dressing and sweet tea...... sounds pretty good ehh????  The tea is the kicker.....

My usual tea pitcher wasn't clean so I reached up into the cabinet and found my grandma's old tea pitcher.... Memaw Ginia for anyone that is curious..... and I decided to use it tonight. The funny thing is that when I make tea in my pitcher it doesn't seem special or out of the ordinary..... but when I make it in her's it always turns out perfect.

 Maybe it's because I put some saran wrap across the top and let it steam for a while like she always did......(with my pitcher I just use the lid)...... or maybe it's because it's glass and my pitcher is just a plastic one..... or maybe, just maybe..... it's because when I make tea in that pitcher I make it with a little more love because it reminds me of her. I'm thinking it's the love. :)

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Thankful......

Good Morning,

I'm up early today for some reason and I really did think that since the time change was last night that I would take advantage of that extra hour. I woke up over and over in the middle of the night and just couldn't get something off my mind....well you know me..... that means it's time for a blog!

I went on a road trip yesterday with a few friends to visit an amazing woman that we all love dearly. A few months ago this woman lost her husband in a tragic accident after 28 years of marriage. I worked with her  a few years ago and had only seen her once since I changed jobs. I didn't really know what to expect or how I would react to hearing her story and had no idea what I would even say to begin to comfort her.  We ended up spending the entire day with her and by the time the day was over we had laughed, cried, and everything in between. Although I do think that our trip was something she enjoyed and that we did lift her spirits and provided her with comfort, I honestly feel like the trip may have made more of an impact on me that it did on her.

Throughout the day we saw the little condo she and two of her six (YES SIX) children are now living in and of course there are pictures of him everywhere...... she showed us the handmade grandfather clock he carved her a few years ago for Mother's Day (apparantly he makes her something every year)...... we drove around town in his truck....... we went to see the acreage they were developing together to begin building their dream home on....... we went to the cemetary to see where he was buried...... we went to see a few of their favorite places and fun events they would often go to for date night......and by the end of the day I was so grateful to have my husband.

At each place I was reminded how lucky I am...... how thankful I should be..... how limited our time on earth really is...... how each day TRULY is a gift...... she would take a horrible, fighting, emotional, exhausting, etc day with him at any cost if it were possible and wouldn't just be grateful on the good days....... so why if I am alive and well and have a husband to cherish, why am I not just as thankful on the bad day as I am the good? My eyes were definately opened.... and I pray they stay opened......

At each place we went if there was anything to purchase she would encourage me to get something for Adam...... she would say "Make sure to pick him up something wonderful!"..... to be honest I probably wouldn't have even thought to bring him something...... but hearing her say that reminded me that she would LOVE to have the chance to surprise her husband..... to give him something.... to show her love for him.... to make him smile........

I am so thankful to have the chance to do those things........ and I'm going to do my best to not forget it.