Day 63 Grateful for New York, "New Me" Day 63 Grateful for New York, "New Me" Anonym / Monday, May 6, 2019 0 1778 Article rating: 4.6 Day 63 of a Grateful Heart... the first year living in New York, I prayed for a purpose...I believe in order to have your best life, there is a need to have a sense of purpose and meaning. I was a Teacher's Assistant before moving here and really enjoyed it. But now the BIG question, for myself, what in the world was my new purpose now that I lived in New York???? At the time it was January and bitter cold, snowy... Perhaps a ski instructor, a "professional snow shoveler", or an ice fisherman would be the best option haha... Read more
Day 60 Grateful for my Feet Day 60 Grateful for my Feet Anonym / Saturday, May 4, 2019 0 1469 Article rating: 4.0 Day 60 of a Grateful Heart... Today I am grateful for Feet. I have honestly never loved the way my feet looked, I have tried to hide them the best I can over the years. The other day, when I fell down the stairs, I cursed my feet for literally letting me down haha. But as Andrea Whitcomb-May volunteered her time to pamper me once again, I realized I am way too hard on my feet. I think we all are. That's why it is so important to take care of them... that is why it is even more important to think about others' feet and what they are walking through... Read more
Day 58 Grateful to Get Back Up Day 58 Grateful to Get Back Up Anonym / Thursday, May 2, 2019 0 2020 Article rating: 4.7 Day 58 of A Grateful Heart..today was not one of my more graceful mornings. I'm embarrased to say it, but as I walked downstairs to head to work, I literally FELL DOWN THE STAIRS. As I laid there assessing the damage, I started to cry, my arm hurt bad, there was blood and I am not sure if it was the pain or blood that made me feel light headed. I literally crawled back upstairs to Jeremy. What a pitiful sight... Read more
Day 56 Grateful for Thorns Day 56 Grateful for Thorns Anonym / Tuesday, April 30, 2019 0 1306 Article rating: 4.0 Day 56 of a Grateful Heart...Let's be honest, some days are harder than others. Only a few hours of sleep, do not look good on me. Last night I couldn't breathe..I was suffocating from a weight that felt too heavy to bear.. Read more