DisabledMama

I can’t commit to making a post for 30 days. I’m currently in the dregs of NaNoWriMo and trying to swim 2-3 times a week.  The idea of putting one more daily thing on my list just overwhelms my feeble mind.

Instead, I thought I’d just blog some things that I’m thankful for periodically this month.  I might hit 30, I might not.

So, in no particular order, things I’m thankful for right now.

• A loving God who loves everyone despite our sins and flaws.  His love is sufficient and I try to remember that when I’m frustrated by my first world problems.  Like today when I nearly tossed the computer out the door because the website I was using for our benefits enrollment demanded Internet Explorer. Who still uses that? Why isn’t Chrome or Firefox acceptable? Why won’t you love me stupid website?  Yes, God loves me despite the fact that I got so mad at that stupid website that I got short tempered with my family.
• A Husband who takes my tempers and laughs at me.  Who cares for me despite the fact that I routinely forget to turn off my computer or pick up the milk at the grocery store.  He loves my flaws (even though I bet he gets really irritated by them at times), my imperfections and my eccentricities.  Jason is supportive of my wild ideas and humors me when I’m thinking way outside the realm of possibilities.  
• A baby who doesn’t expect me to carry her around, who is independent to a fault (at times) and who is slowly turning into an honest to God, princess claiming, car toting, train coveting little girl.  I’ve loved being Kennedy’s mom since the moment I found out I was indeed pregnant with her.  She makes it really easy though.  I am so thankful that she is mine in this moment and am so grateful that I’ve been able to witness her turning from a sweet, tiny baby into the wonderful little girl she is now.
• My Mom.  My Mom is pretty amazing.  I know a lot of people think that, but she did the job of both mother and father.  She raised a cancer kid who has a flair for the dramatic.  She held puke buckets when she’s a sympathy puker. She spent every night with me at the hospital, holding those puke buckets, only to go to work the next morning.  She let me decide to be a theater major and never questioned it (to me at least) or pressured me to change it.  She supported me in every decision and praised me in every opportunity she could. She raised me to think about others, not just myself and to look at a persons humanity, not their faults.
• My education.  I know, it’s strange, especially since I’m not doing a lick of theater these days, but I’m still thankful for it.  I find myself using it more and more as the years go on.  I know how to use pretty much any carpentry tool you throw at me, how to sew and iron and pleat, I can look at how to make a scene more challenging and what is the most dramatic thing that could happen.  I might not be acting in a Broadway show (or even a backyard production) but I use a lot of my acting skills each day I sit down to write.  Being a theater major taught me so much more than just the basic skills of the theater.  It taught me more personal perseverance and I am forever grateful to my instructors for that.
• My Friends.  Just read back a few entries and you can read all about some of my awesome friends.  I find that I’ve blogged about them a lot.
• My health.  Yes, cancer sucks, but I don’t think about it much in regards to my health these days.  It’s just sort of a non-issue to me.  Even the congestive heart failure that I “technically” have isn’t a day to day problem for me (unlike some).  But, I am thankful for all of that.  

That’s plenty for now.  It’s sappy and all that stuff, but when you’re being thankful, shouldn’t you be a little sappy?  I’ve already got plenty more to give thanks for, so be on the look out for me.