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Ten Things of Thankful-Feeling prayful

There are times in life when some things just don’t make any sense. Death for one isn’t something I can fathom. Whether a loved one is young or old, natural causes or sudden tragedies it tears at my empathic heart. My husband and I recently lost a friend this week. The sadness overtakes me as this special soul leaves behind a beautiful, caring wife and three amazing kids. I think about the last conversation we had, the laughter, the reminiscing, the hugs of let’s keep in touch. Just when I start to ride a grief wave another loss happens, and I’m threatened to be pulled under by the melancholy cloud of darkness. I don’t think I’m supposed to understand death I’ve lost too many people to count in the last ten years. I’m beginning to believe that I’m just supposed to survive the affects of death and keep learning and appreciating the life lessons I’m taught. I will now begin to attempt to find some thankfuls as part of Lizzi’s TTOT linkup and glean a silver lining in a dark cloud. 

I’m thankful that even though it’s been a difficult week my husband has been able to talk about his feelings. He attended his childhood friends funeral while I attended an appointment. He told me it was good to see old friends and there’s comfort in knowing how many turned out for the sad day and how loved our friend was. 

I’m thankful that I kept my head and my heart busy with baking, walks in the sunshine, and movie time cuddles. My oldest (Captain) went with his Dad and spent time with family. The youngest (Mad dog) stayed home with me and enjoyed having me all to himself. 

I’m thankful that my Mad dog is making great progress with his behavioural aid sessions. His fine motor skills are improving so next we will continue working on having him sit for longer periods at circle time. It’s a large part of preschool and kindergarten and I want to prepare him for when he attends his new school. I’m so proud of his accomplishments in the last six months. ❤️

I’m thankful that I had silly, sweet, text conversations with my Captain while he was traveling with his Dad. We chatted from everything about wrestling (he’s a John Cena and Shane McMahon fan), Donald Trump versus the world, and how he wants to surprise his brother with the best beef jerky on the planet. I sure love my son and his creative mind! ❤️

I’m thankful for healthy meals, daily exercise, and relaxing in my hot tub with my family. When I have these things in my life everything just flows better and I feel so happy and loved. My fitness journey is ongoing and I strive to grow stronger in mind and body everyday. 

I’m thankful for catching up on housework, the dreaded laundry monster, and enjoying some beautiful summer weather. My moods are really tied to how much vitamin D I’m getting so the sunshine’s my elixir in life. 

I’m thankful for earth day this week. My Mad dog and I went for a walk by the river with his behavioural aid. We skipped stones jumped from rock to rock and took in the beauty and appreciation of our home. I’m grateful for the fresh clean water, the plants and trees providing me with oxygen and the flowers blooming and letting me enjoy their fragrance and aromatherapy. 

I’m thankful for reading, writing, and accomplishing my work tasks. I still have a few things to catch up on but I’m crossing things off my list and that’s a win/win in my world. Organization has never been my strong suit but as I see my piles of clutter becoming less I feel more in control of the direction I’m taking. It’s the old adage “cluttered space equals a cluttered mind.”

I’m thankful that I was able to apply that mindfulness to eliminating my digital and online clutter as well. Now that I’ve deleted data, cleaned up email accounts, and uploaded pictures onto my computer my phone/office is running at the speed of light! It’s amazing what a good feeling of satisfaction that can generate. 

I’m thankful for late night cuddles when my son can’t sleep. Late night talks and tuck ins when they miss me when it’s time to go to sleep. I’m getting to a point now where they don’t need me as much, especially my Captain. It’s so rewarding to see them growing and discovering the world and still wanting me by their side to chat about life and it’s mysteries. 

I’m thankful we had a successful follow up appointment with my youngest son’s sleep specialist. Since his diagnosis of autism in February and asthma in March we’re solving more health mysteries. The asthma medication has improved his breathing and shrunk his tonsils so much she doesn’t think he needs surgery! Now I will push for the MRI and see what’s going on inside his brain in regards to where the sleep apnea is originating from. Central sleep apnea is a a very serious condition-whereas the brain isn’t communicating with the heart and lungs about getting sufficient oxygen intake. Knowing my son is safe, breathing and sleeping properly is an answer to my prayers. Thank you to all you sweet souls who have expressed concern, said prayers, and empathized with us on this long, sleep deprived journey. This is the best outcome and update I could ever hope and pray for! I’m so thankful to God for these blessings. ?



Friday’s Feats and Fails

Well I started out my last Friday with a long weekend. It was a Canadian Thanksgiving so I packed up my boys and heading out on a road trip. I went back to my hometown for my best friends Mom’s funeral. It was a very sad occasion but I was so glad I could be there for my bestie and her family.


I was armed with my trusty driving companion SIRI, gassed up truck, road trip tunes, and my cutie pie sons rocking out in the backseat. I didn’t get lost or anxious which is a major feat for me. I made good time too, and my kids and I had fun telling stories and making up silly songs.


Before we left town my Captain and I got into an argument. He’s been stressed out at school with being bullied, and he was missing his first hockey game on the weekend. So no matter what I won’t be screamed at by anyone so I called in my hubby with reinforcements. The Captain and I were locked in a power struggle and I had to leave. So his Dad talked to him and explained there would be other hockey games and I had to be there for my bestie. With both my Captain and I being so much alike and stubborn, I shudder for his teenage years. ?


I made it through the funeral and was able to support my best friend and sing for lovely Lucy. I also shared a story I wrote for her. It was an emotional day and my kids were able to have a play date with their cousins. I’m so grateful for all the help I had for the weekend. An amazing baby sitter who’s an ECE (Early Childhood Educator) awesome family that looked after my boys so I could attend the funeral, and time spent with my best friend. ❤️


I’ve been so exhausted since my traveling that I’ve been a sloth so laundry piled up. It got washed, dried folded, and will be put away eventually. ? I crawled into bed and watched the season premiere of the Walking Dead and called it a day.


We had a wonderful thanksgiving with my husband and I contributing to the dinner preparation. I was so thankful to be home with my fabulous family and celebrating our first big feast in our new home. So I stuffed myself literally and went into a turkey coma and had a much needed nap on the couch. Woke up to discover the sink was clogged, and it was time to put my kids to bed and get prepared for school.


I took my sons to school the next day and was waiting for the bell to ring and I saw this boy that’s been picking on my son. So he came up to the Captain and started poking him in the chest and I started yelling at him to back off. He didn’t even acknowledge me so I told Morgan tell him to stop! I was very angry and I couldn’t contain it. So I had to leave immediately when the bell rang because I was going to follow that brat and unleash Mama bear on him. ?


I’ve managed to hold it together, get caught up on laundry, got my Mad dog’s paperwork together so he can see a sleep specialist this weekend. I got my Captain to and from hockey practice and then to theatre practice. And I was able to be on sink duty when I discovered both sinks were clogged up after I ran the dishwasher. I admitted defeat and crawled into bed thinking this too shall pass. And note to self, call the plumber in the morning.


Never ever put potato peelings in the garburator, they will not be reduced to mush and wash down the drain. My hubby thought that was a good place for them. I’m a 1/3 Irish so I know a thing or two about potatoes. And my Mom and Gram used the whole thing even when making mashed potatoes. The skins were always used up by melting cheese, bacon, chives, and voila instant appetizer. Mmm bacon….what was I writing about now?


I called the plumber the sink’s fixed, I came home cut up wood for the fire pit from the branch that has been sitting there for 3 weeks. I played some hockey with my youngest and then came inside to have hot chocolate and watch a movie and write my blog. So all in all a busy week, I survived, didn’t beat anybody up in my reality, but wow in my mind and heart I’ve been Rocky Balboa. Yo Adrienne I did it!!!

This Friday’s Feats and Fails brought to by fabulous Ash at Check out how her week went and all the others awesome bloggers who link up. Big hugs and high fives. ?