Who says Thanksgiving is reserved for the fourth Thursday in
November, when we O.D. on Tryptophan and find ourselves in food comas while
watching football at Grandma’s house? A
dear friend and former co-worker, Julie, posted the Thanksgiving Challenge on
Facebook and I choose to accept. I hope
you decide to follow suit:
Post, journal, tweet, capture in a photograph, blog, tell
your best friend. . . however you choose to express something that you are
thankful for the next 24 days! As
Shakespeare once said, “O Lord that lends me life, Lend me a heart replete with
thankfulness.”
In the summer heat of 1989, my family moved to the beautiful
state of Colorado. My dad will forever
be a Wyoming boy, but he definitely raised a Colorado girl! While I breathed Wyoming air for the first
five years of my life, Longmont, Colorado is my birthplace. As far as I am concerned, I am a Colorado
native. One of the joys of living here
is the expression of all four seasons. At
4:00 a.m. this morning, I awoke to one of my favorite things to give thanks
for: a winter wonderland! It was only yesterday that I found myself
setting out on a lunch 5k in shorts and this morning I was scrapping my
windshield decked out in my coat, gloves and snow boots! I am still kicking myself that I didn’t send
my good friend, Michael, an “Hokay so, we have like 800 more inches of snow
than everyone else!!!” text. To some,
looking out the window to see eight inches of fresh powder spells an hour of
back-breaking shoveling before work, but to us, this means that we get to plow to
work in four-wheel drive, baby!
Watching the flakes fly under the street light draws so many
childhood memories to my attention. I
will never forget being bundled from head to toe, building snowmen and snow
forts with my little brothers, laughing at our chocolate lab as he would bound
through the yard in search of the snowball he was determined to retrieve. There was also the time that we had the
brilliant idea to make Cody our sled dog.
When he took off in a mad dash, my dad came in to get the keys to the
car, giving my mom a quick recap of what just unfolded: “The good news? The dog is gone. The bad news?
He took the kids with him!”First flakes also serve as an indication that the slopes of the Rocky Mountains (a.k.a. Our Big Backyard) are being flocked by a white blanket! The time is near when we will be riding the lifts and shredding the hills. Also on my to-do list this winter: snowshoeing and ice fishing! Who is with me?
Even though I missed the first day of November in keeping record during a month of thanks, I will play catch up by noting that the sight of a red
Starbucks Christmas cup is simply one more thing to be thankful for this
morning! Cheers to snow in November!
Post your thoughts on how you choose to celebrate with a thankful heart this month and shine on!!!
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