A Moment of Gratitude


It’s so easy to get wrapped up in all that is wrong or missing in our lives.  I, for one, catch myself focusing on everything I want but don’t have: a love interest, a new car, a better paying job, a healthy mind, etc. etc. etc.  Every once in awhile, however,  I remember to be thankful for all the things I do have in life.

My mom has booked a pedicure for the both of us this afternoon.  I’m heading there right after work, and I’m really looking foward to it.  The pedicure, I’m sure, will be lovely, but that’s not what I’m excited for.  It’s time spent with my mother that I look forward to.  With each passing year, I’m reminded that my days with her are growing fewer and fewer.  She is 62, and although that’s not old, time goes by too quickly.  It seems like only yesterday that we were celebrating my 30th and her 50th birthday.  12 years have flown by before my eyes, and before I know it, another 12 will be gone.

We don’t know when our time here on earth will end.  There will be a day when I can’t pick up the phone to call my mom.  This makes me sad, but it also reminds me to appreciate every minute I get to spend time with her.  I will remember to tell her how much she means to me, as we soak our feet side by side.  I am so grateful to have the love of a pretty special woman, who I get the privilege of calling mom.


5 Comments Add yours

  1. SeekingGod2 says:

    I love how beautiful the country is that you live out in

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    1. Smartygirl41 says:

      I love where I live. Hot in the summer and lots of snow in the winter

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  2. enjoy 🙂 time spent with family, especially with moms is beautiful. thanks for reminding me that.

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    1. Smartygirl41 says:

      Moms are the best aren’t they 🙂

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