Black History Month – If you have been hanging out at my blog, you can see how thankful I am for this month. Why not have the month of love aligned with Black History? It sounds like a great precedent to set. AMIRIGHT?
Love is Love and I love that it is love. I am thankful for love in all the kinds called love.
I picked up a rose bush. It’s miniature roses and so cute. Well, I gave it a pruning and new buds are saying “hello.”
4. Overcoming challenges with a special project, new to me, that now is a success. WHEW!
5. Getting caught up on projects, working ahead, so I can work on practicing some things to be done soon.
6. A good health report.
7. The snow has melted. I will say it was pretty. I am done now, though.
8. Daughter has these projects she is working hard on, and I am so proud of her for pursuing new ventures.
9. My electric throw blanket which may be saving my life. Well, not really, but I will say it’s making a difference. Still grateful to Wendy for this gift. She’s so sweet.
It’s Black History Month and I am most grateful for the many ways our lives have been affected by the contributions, the essence of Black persons. If there ever was a time to stand up and cheer, this is the time.
You may notice that the month has started out with daily posts dedicated to the beauty of Black souls. Expect to keep seeing these. I am grateful that the choices are boundless.
As some may notice, I don’t get my thankfuls up on a weekly basis. I still remain thankful, it’s just that the clock runs away from me, from time to time. I am thankful for your patience.
One Saturday a month, there are several of us who are creatives who get together for sharing and working on projects. I am grateful for this consistency and real life meetings.
Once a week there is a small group of us who get together at a local coffee shop. We share about a variety of topics and then work on our individual projects. We got off schedule in December and January have gradually gotten back on track. I believe we are full force forward, now. Our greatest decision is which location to choose. Raleigh has several options. I am grateful for this.
I have been desiring in my heart to have a specified time to focus in quiet and while my mind is fresh for the day. My inner clock heard me (I don’t use alarms) and I have been naturally waking up between 3-4 a.m. The coffee goes on and the writing begins. This inner clock does like to wake me on weekends, too. We need to have a talk…
Due to #6 I am grateful for nap time. And for early sleep times. As many of you know, I have had a time getting on a good sleep pattern. It has been going so much better.
So many great things are happening that I will do one big whopping THANKFUL SHOUT OUT!
I am thankful that I don’t need to believe a rodent about this spring thing. I am planning to have flowers blooming at first tweet.
You! I am thankful for you. Please share with your blog or in comments or to the world, what your thankfuls are.
Happy TTOT Time! So many things to be thankful for…Let’s do this!
Another birthday! This time it was for my sweetheart. We had a home celebration with a favorite meal. He had cheesecake at work, so nothing made at home. But…there’s always ice cream!
Workshop time! We had an interesting Poetry Workshop at the Garden of Neuro. Chyrel Jackson and I taught it. The theme was “Social commentary from the perspective of community, race, rage, social injustice.” We are writing a group poem as a result.
Projects that find a way to getting done. Whew and I sent another book to the press.
Cardinal spotted! I don’t see them often and never have seen one on the porch, but there was a fat one looking for dinner, just hopping around the porch. He didn’t like what I had to offer. I suppose the squirrels will.
Sister memories. Speaking of cardinals. Cardinals are symbolic-in our family-of memories about my nephews Michael and Keith. Both were Saint Louis Cardinals fans, big time. My sister, who passed away a few years ago in January, received a cardinal painting from my great niece, who painted it.
7. As a family, we participated in the Angel Card Project for Christmas. We expanded this, now to other occasions. As many of you know, daughter makes cards. She has been sending more cards for special occasions, such as if someone is sick and needs cheering. And now, she seems to have become the sympathy card sender. She decided to make some sympathy cards awhile back and now she’s being asked. It’s a great feeling to know that someone might smile when they receive a card. I am happy that daughter has found this hobby.
8. Glimpses of heaven. A friend shared their testimony about how they had a near death experience and how they were told, from the other side, that what they would take with them, what the memories would be, would be the love. Love is the one thing that you would remember and take with you. It really got me to thinking about how the soul is simply full of love moments.
9. Flowers and a sweet exchange. My sweetheart loves flowers. It’s understandable, since his father established a tulip bulb business in Mount Airy, NC after years of traveling from their home in the Netherlands. Sweetie doesn’t really feel comfortable picking out flowers for me, but since he would like me to enjoy them, he makes sure I can get some when I get a notion. My go to place is usually Trader Joe’s. I was there last week, picking out a bouquet, and a lady probably my age struck up a conversation with me. She was selecting a bouquet for herself. She was so sweet and telling me about her relationship with her ex and how she preferred the flowers over him. ha-ha All through the store, I kept running into her and she always smiled. I just found this to be a joyful moment.
10. You! What’s your thankful this week? Please share. Oh, and this is coming up! I will be one of the presenters. 🙂
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As a teacher, I will always remain a student. In the classroom of life, l wish to work with and educate others. Whether you’re a teacher, student, or just your average person, here are a few of my "TEACHERble" moments.
