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Today I Am Thankful For

5 Nov

I noticed on various social media sites that people are listing what they are thankful for each day in November. I try to regularly write a post of things I am thankful for throughout the year to remind myself of the wonderful things I have in my life. I’ve decided for the month of November to post a few days at a time…so, without further adieu….

I’m thankful for…
1. The fact that I wake up every morning (sometimes in the afternoon, and especially thankful that I get to sleep in!).

2. My Parents. They are such a shining light for me. I’ve watched them tough it out, and I’ve watched them prosper, and through every step I’ve watched them show true, unconditional LOVE for one another. They have given me, and still do, so very very much. I cannot thank them enough for everything.

2a. My Daddy-O. He’s the best for telling me to chin-up and keep on. He will not stand for me giving less than what he knows I can. An entrepreneur himself, he’s great for giving advice and encouragement when I need it, even when I don’t realize I do. He’s a wonderful teacher, has great stories, and is a blast to sit back and have a drink with. His laugh is one of my favorite things ever, and I really miss hearing it since I moved away from home.

2b. My Momma. She is such a beautiful person through and through. I couldn’t possibly ask for a better person to show me how to overcome my fear, find my inner “happy place” (woosaaahhhh), teach me to be curious and show me through example how to be a true lady. My love of art most definitely comes from my mother’s passion and encouraging me to create and be expressive, that’s such an big part of who I am, and I have her to thank.

3. My brother going to school at my Alma Mater. I’ve got several years on him, so it’s almost like we are only children sometimes. By the time he was big enough to hang out (and didn’t interfere with my curfew) I had moved off. I still live near my college and we try to hang on the reg. He’s a pretty cool guy…but awesomeness is a family trait.

4. Thomas. My absolute best friend. My adventure partner. He is amazing. I’m so thankful for the friendship that we had for years prior to us dating, the prodding from friends who “just knew”, and his persistence. I am so blessed to call him family and cannot wait to be his bride. My everyday is made better by his presence in my life. ❤

5. My privilege as an American citizen to vote. I early voted, but if you have yet to hit the polls, I encourage you to cast an educated ballot tomorrow for the candidate of your choice and take the time to realize what a GREAT BIG DEAL that is!

I hope you take the time to remember things you are thankful for every day, not just in the month of November. I'm looking forward to sharing more with you as the month progresses!

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Lace’em up

2 Feb

I love to run.

Most people don’t know that about me. (well, except for all of you, but you just found out.) I forget how much I truly enjoy it until I take off, usually for no reason at all. My mind says “Crazy girl! What are you doing?!?” but my legs go, and I feel alive. I feel in tune and peaceful as I make each stride. Like my next connection to the pavement is the only thing that matters in the world. (Honestly one foot in front of the other is probably the best way to do everything anyway.) So, I go. I go until my legs can no longer carry me. Filled with endorphins, I can ride the high of that one run all week. Then it fades, and the memory of how I felt becomes fuzzy. I forget altogether how much I gained, how clear my mind became, how centered I was. I may even forget the fact that I went running, or the amazing feeling I was left with, all together.

For weeks I’ll watch those crazy people, up at 0500, running downtown. Thinking all the while, “Why on earth would someone torture themselves like that? Don’t you people have lives?”. I do this, until one day, I get that urge from seemingly nowhere, and take off. Going where ever my body takes me before it asks my brain permission. (Because, as we all know, it’s better to “do now, apologize later” than be denied permission and have to make amends.) I experience that thrill that comes with knowing that I AM ALIVE. That it is my heart beating inside MY chest, MY lungs are filled to the brim. These feelings leave me hungry to go again, to gain complete clarity, even if only fleetingly. Alas, my cycle repeats and my fuzziness returns, leaving only the faintest memory. I’m hoping 2012 comes with more opportunity, more of that urge, to just take off, run, and rejuvenate my spirit.