Gratefulness

The thunder rolls, the wind blows, the rain is coming down. What lovely sights and sounds! Makes me want to curl up in bed, listening to the rain falling on the roof. The rain is very welcome and I hope it will help cool things off a bit. Makes me wish for the chill of an early fall.

And I have a mosquito in my house. He's not too bad though - just when I think the silence is deafening, I hear this buzzzzzz. He follows me around - just to let me know he's still here I guess. It's not so bad, unless you think it's strange that he doesn't bother me that much.

I'm learning to appreciate the quiet and dark. I used to want every light on. That way, everything was light and bright and cheery. And I had to have the radio on, listening to a favorite CD or Delilah. But I've grown accustomed to not turning the lights on as much, and to listening to the sounds I hear without the radio. This wasn't really by choice - my CD player/radio thingy is getting old, cranky, and tends to spout out this annoying racket after it's been on for about a minute. But now, I can hear the rain pounding the back porch, falling on the roof, what it sounds like hitting the driveway, the rolling thunder, the wind blowing through the trees. I can hear my mosquito, people as they walk or jog past the house, the people next door saying good night.

So I was thinking of things that I'm grateful for. Besides the obvious - My God & my faith, my family, my friends, my home, my job, etc. I'm grateful that I've had at least one good romantic evening.
Ahhh, I still feel the breeze over the water, through the trees. The evening was perfect, a bit cloudy, but good for a lovely sunset. The colors were beautiful - the sunset, the trees, the water as we floated over it. The feel of the breeze in my hair, on my face, was like a brush of the God's hand saying, "here I am." We anchored the boat and sat and talked and cuddled. We ate a dinner we had packed, and moved the boat to catch a better view of the sunset. I listened to the sweet sounds of the critters in the woods, the waves gently brushing the shore, the sounds the boat makes as it drifts ever so slightly. We watched the sunset, and cuddled some more. We stayed out on the lake until about 10:00 p.m. but it was an evening to remember for me. It was just being. No other people, no other distractions. Just us, enjoying the world and each other. A quiet time of reflection.
I'm grateful that I've learned valuable lessons. I've learned to watch what I say and how I say it. I'm grateful that I still have a job even when I messed up big time. I cringe whenever I think of that, and my red face shows my embarrassment at being such a stupid idiot. Letting my anger and dislike get the best of me. I should have taken someone's advice - to let myself get angry and stew. For one day. And then let it go. But I guess that is hard for me and something I need to work on! I can still remember people interpreting my message in the wrong way...and wondering how I could have done it better.
I'm grateful that I can write on my blog, and express myself here when I can't express myself any other way.

And I think to myself, it's a wonderful world.







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