First of all, thank you for being one of my little miracles, for stopping by to spend a little of your day here with me. Everyone’s time is so precious and I really appreciate that you would allow me to invade a few minutes of your day. Thank you, thank you.
Today, I am linking up again with the Mistress of Ceremonies for the “Monday Moments of Gratitute” series, my friend Shaunacey. She has had a particularly difficult week but still found some pretty darn great moments to be grateful for. Be sure to stop by her blog, Simply Shaunacey, to see what they are.
In addition to YOU, there are a few other little miracles over the past week that I am grateful for.
Elephant napkin. A few months ago, I began work on a piece of “art” – I use that termly loosely – for Lauren’s room aka our downstairs guest bedroom. The room has a kind of India-Indian theme with lots of elephants in rich colors. I decided to create my own wall art featuring some paper elephants adhered to canvas and enhanced with “jewels” and bits of tissue paper. I found the most delicate paper napkin on Etsy and ordered it to use on the collage. When it arrived from Bosnia or Belarus, I set it aside until I was ready to work on my piece. And then when that day came, guess what? Oh, yeah. I had forgotten where I put the napkin. I tore my loft craft area apart and turned it inside out. No napkin. I went back to Etsy and tried to re-order it but the seller reported that it was one of a kind and she didn’t have another one. I ordered two similar napkins but I was disappointed when they arrived and were smaller, less intricate designs. A few days ago I removed a favorite children’s book from my bookcase in order to use it with a lesson at school. When I opened the book…
…my napkin! And inside one of my all time favorite books about libraries written by my friend Jackie Mims Hopkins. It was in very safe keeping tucked inside The Shelf Elf Helps Out. I have big plans to finish that art piece this week.
Taco Bell. Hard to imagine there is a little miracle that is even remotely related to Taco Bell, right? I know. Unless one is extremely constipated. TMI but true. And it isn’t so much the Taco Bell as it is my husband who brought it home so I didn’t have to cook. My wrist has really bothered me since I have had the cyst drained, the X-rays and MRI to check for broken bones. Waiting to hear what the doctor says on Thursday. PC has been so understanding about my lack of enthusiasm for cooking right now. So Taco Bell the other night was a blessing.
Bonus blessing: we had plenty of fire, hot and mild sauce for our tacos.
First Valentine. My sweet friend Mary, who blogs at Hope Filled Living offered to send valentines to any of her FB buddies who provided her with their home address. I am all about free and love, especially when they come together! So I couldn’t sign up fast enough. A few days later, I received the prettiest homemade card in a stamped and decorated envelope addressed to MOI.
The verse inside the card is from 1 Corinthians 13, one of my favorite Bible verses. Mary said she wanted to send these adorable, hand-crafted cuties to remind us that we are loved. So are you, Mary. So are you!
Forgotten Gift X 2. I may have mentioned that my PC had to go to Ohio the first of the month when his father had surgery. A few days before he left we found a good deal on fleece sweatpants like his father wears and bought a couple of pairs. But both P and I forgot to stick them in his suitcase to take to his dad. This week I promised to send them in a box to his dad but wanted to send something in the box to his mom, too.
Lo and behold, today when I was looking for a bottle of shower gel, I stumbled across some lotion and body spray I bought for P’s mom at Christmas and forgot to send. Ha! Now, I can mail that package.
Doubly Blessed. Yesterday I wrote an article for The Blended Blog about the “Look of Love”. I really struggled for days trying to decide what to write about and procrastinated getting down to “brass tacks” as my mom would say, until last night when the pressure was on. I decided to write about two little girls named Jenny who have a special place in my heart. You can read about the first Jenny here or here. Before I made the decision to write about the Jennys, I spent about an hour trying to remember which “safe place” I had put a packet of pictures in. I finally found the packet in a notebook of keepsakes that students have given me over the years. That’s the first part of this double blessing.
Here’s the second part. If you have read the post about the first Jenny, you know that I haven’t seen her in several years but have looked for her everywhere I go and have tried to find her daughter Daisy in the school district database, all to no avail. Well, today I decided to look again for Daisy in the database and…she is there. Or at least I think it is my Daisy, the daughter of my Jenny. I emailed the librarian at the school where this Daisy is enrolled and asked her to try to find out if her student named Daisy is the Daisy I have been looking for. Stay tuned.
I had a wonderful Saturday night church-dinner date with PC that deserves mention here and some great convos with my daughters, mom, sister and brother, and received the sweetest book from my BFF Sharon. Will be sharing the book with you later this week.
In re-reading this before clicking on PUBLISH, it has occurred to me that you may think that I can’t find a single thing in my house or my life. Kind of sounds, from reading this, that my house is upside-down. Actually, my house is pretty well organized but I am just forgetful or I just have so many things floating around in my head that I can’t keep everything straight. But, just for the record, my house hasn’t been featured on Hoarders, yet.
Won’t you share one of your little miracles from the past week with me in a comment below? Would love to hear from you.
Hugs and kisses,