I'm realizing more & more just how blessed I really am. We have so much to be thankful for, it's kind of ridiculous. And yet, we take it all for granted so much. When's the last time we stopped and thanked God for the ability to see? Or for a warm bed? Or the ability to run? Or for food that's grab-n-go? That's a big one guys. How often do we stop and realize how significant it is that, not only do we have food, but we're able to eat it? That's huge. It's something that I take for granted at times still. With that, as a reminder to myself and anyone else who reads this and can relate, I have compiled a list of 365 things that I'm thankful for - one for each day of the year. This time, however, I've decided not to put specific people down 1) because I don't want to post their name & photo all over the interwebs, and 2) every time I've done this, at least half of my list is specific people - which is awesome! I've been super blessed to have them all in my life. But this time, I want to really challenge myself. It doesn't sound like it would be that hard, right? Again, we take things for granted. So when challenges like this arise, all those little things that fill & bless our life often times go unthought of. Guilty. Also, it becomes significantly more difficult trying to have pictures for all of them. . . So anyways, here is my list. And because I'm me, I organized it into 2 categories : the more "obvious" things to be thankful for - the common ones that most people seems to remember, and the "overlooked" ones that so often seem to be taken for granted. Let's start with the obvious, shall we? I'm thankful for (in no particular order) . . . The Obvious:The Overlooked:
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So I talk in my sleep, right? And I kick like a madwoman in my sleep.
I also text in my sleep. One night, as I lay in bed snoozing, I dreamt that a friend & I were hanging out at Dutch Bros campus, editing videos, goofing off, as we do. It was late. Through some circumstance that I can't remember, we ended up not having a ride home. My friend at the time didn't live excessively far from campus, but still - two girls, walking alone, at night, on campus. It's a recipe for something not very palatable. We were stuck. Though I hated to do so, considering it was 1:00am, I texted my dad, "Can you come pick us up?". I woke up shortly after this to a text from my dad asking, "Where are you?". Confused, I responded telling him that I was in bed. Shortly after, there was a knock on my door. It was my dad, looking very sleepy and confused, wondering what I was doing. I realized that I had texted him not just in my dream, but in reality, and told him not to worry about it. This was not the first time I've texted someone in my sleep, nor was it the last. I texted my cousin saying, "She's goo", which I'm presuming meant "she's good". Who’s good and why I felt the need to tell her that mid sleep I don't know. I texted someone else in my sleep as well, but for the life of me I can't remember who it was or what I said. Which kinda concerns me . . . I made it a point to check my phone first thing every morning to make sure I hadn't texted anyone while I was sleeping. You can imagine how concerning this was every night before falling asleep. Not knowing who you're going to text that night, or worse, what you were going to text that night. Thankfully, it hasn't happened in quite some time (to my knowledge at least), and I've been able to rest easy knowing that that little habit of mine has stopped - at least for now. |
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