Ok, so I know that this month is definitely NOT November - traditionally the month during which we pause to be thankful - but, I have made the firm decision to find something for which I am thankful each day for the next thirty days. I hope to post every day, even if it is just a quick thought. Though I cannot predict what each day will bring, I hope to steer away from material items and instead focus on the things money can' t buy.
Today I am thankful for Sunday afternoon walks with my dad.
About a month ago I walked to my parent's house and found my dad working outside on the car. I convinced him to put on his tennis shoes so we could get some exercise. An hour later, we emerged from Grandma's woods after an adventure down memory lane. We started off walking through "the big pasture" and entered her woods near the wheat field. I could not believe the amount of ivy that had grown over the years in the woods. It covered the ground and trees and continued to ramble its way to the "Big Creek." There Dad stopped to tell stories of how he and Granddaddy used to drive the green farm truck on the road beside the creek. Now only snippets of the road remain. I found two old trashcans which raging flood waters had carried downstream, plastic bags hanging in tree branches marking previous flood waters, and tangled brush caught in the barbed wire.
Even with all of the mess (ivy, trash cans, plastic bags, brush and briars), his stories rang in my ears.
Now, each Sunday afternoon, we meet to walk - or complete some other task he deems necessary. Last week we washed and vacuumed my SUV.
I am thankful for times spent with him.