It's nine o'clock and the church bells are ringing...yes church bells....I live in a very small community and the local Anglican church has church bells set to go off at 9 and 3 and 6........I love hearing the bells....I'm really quite surprised that someone hasn't complained.....you know...infringing on their religious rights or something......I promised myself that I'd get up at nine....I've been awake...the kids left for school over an hour ago....I've been savouring the quiet...reading blogs......you see Megan has one day per week at school...and Friday is the day.....Hallelujah and Praise the Lord! It's been an interesting week...a week where I found myself Wednesday evening saying....no, I will not take you with me to the drug store...I want to go kidless, somewhere...anywhere.....but come on now..the drugstore!!! Do you hear desperation here???......So here it is Friday....it's a gorgeous day...promises to be a gorgeous weekend...we're finally suppose to get to the trailer tomorrow to do the final closing before winter sets in...a lot of people will be there doing the same thing and celebrating Thanksgiving!
It makes me think...well, what am I thankful for......great husband, kids (that drive me insane) but something has to....anyways,grandkids....family, God and having him in my life.....and the quiet....I love the quiet......
What are you thankful for this Thanksgiving?
3 comments:
We live in a small town that enjoys the sound of church bells each day at noon. For years, they have been the music that tells my children when our family's rest time officially starts. I noticed the other day that 22 mo. old Oliver heard the bells and ran to grab a copy of his favorite book for me to read to him before carrying him up for his nap. Ahhhhh ... the comforts of consistency!
I would love to hear the church bells every morning. I hear birds though so I'm at least very happy for that!!
Have a blessed weekend!
Sallie
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I heard church bells in town when I was growing up. That's so nice. I'm grateful for so many things.
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