winter days

This January has been one of the coldest I can remember. The temperatures have been bitter. Bitter. Last night, for the first time in my life and despite how childish and immature I knew it really was, I felt almost angry about just how cold I have felt for so many days.

The cure to discontent is thankfulness.

So this morning I am giving thanks...

for candles in the early morning light

 for baby yawns and baby snuggles

for brown paper packages tied up with string, just because

for soft places to land when sickness strikes

for hot drinks around the school table

 

 

for warm gifts from friends

 

 

for cozy dinner tables

 

 

 for a little girl's creativity on busy school days

 

 

 for blueberry pies

 

 

 for a superbly content baby

 

for sweet sibling love

 

 

for science experiments just before bed

 

 

 for a few days here and there that are warm enough to get outside and enjoy

 

 

 for a rearranged kitchen to keep us from going entirely stir-crazy

for fun with Daddy when he's home unexpectedly for lunch 

 

 

It's been a good January after all.