Thankfulness and calmness

Today, like everyday is a day to remember to be grateful and thankful for all you have. As some of you know, I live on Long Island and our small little seaside community was hit hard from Hurricane Sandy. I was one of the “luckier” ones, having no major damage or devastation to any of my family members. Others, were not so lucky and I meet and chat with them throughout this Thanksgiving weekend. I am always amazed and in awe of a humans ability to deal with stress and tragedy. I listen and read and watch what people have lost in the storm. Many are now without homes, destroyed, condemned or washed into the ocean. As I sit and have an abundant and delicious Thanksgiving meal with my family, I  pray and say grace with my husband and children and remember our loved ones past, and we pray for peace and I ask God to help those less fortunate. I am always humbled, and my soul reaches out to God and thanks him for my beautiful and healthy family. I pray my children continue to grow and become kind and strive for their dreams. I realize at that very moment that I am blessed. I have every single thing I “need”, and emotionally I swim in it. I have learned to live in the moment of peace, to embrace it and thank my parents and my family for nuturing and cherishing me. I have lost both my parents, and I still feel that loss each day. I have been on a personal journey of sorts. My first priority was accepting the loss of my mother, 3 years ago. I disconnected and floated in grief and sadness for awhile, allowing myself to mourn and heal slowly. I believe you can smile again, laugh again and heal your heart piece by piece. I truly believe that if you have faith, and believe in a beautiful everlasting peace, heaven is our final journey.This has comforted and healed me throughout the years and I continue to heal. The Christmas holidays were always a special time for my parents. I try and honor them and keep some of the old traditions going. I have so many heirlooms and keepsakes of Christmas, my mother was quite the Christmas nut and crafter. Having all the things she made and designed around me brings me a comfort and warmth now…I cherish each ornament and arrangement and handmade dolls more than I ever had. Tradition is part bringing in new traditions and always celebrating the old traditions with it. I want my children to have that foundation. I hope one day they will pass them down to their children. I pray this year, I find the joy my mother had every year. It truly is about the “moments”…perhaps that is what inspired me to start to write again and blog about it.  Below is the beginning of Kent Falls. Mike and I snuck away right before the storm and had a weekend of adventure and beautiful nature. I posted a pic or two, it was really an awesome weekend. Enjoy your Sunday ~ leeleeImage

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