185. So grateful that our dear Judy is safe after a scary car accident.
186. Our home decorated for the holidays; the Christmas tree lights glowing and reflecting twinkle-like in nearby glass.
187. The Christmas spirit in the hearts of our girls.
188. The countdown to December 1 so we can start counting down to Christmas.
189. The most beautiful Thanksgiving with family, close and cozy warm in the Prescott "palace" watching Polar Express in front of a crackling fire; the kind of moments that we connected to one another in the shared laughter of the children and grandchildren, and the watery eyes of the adults at catching glimpses of it all in our hearts.
190. Sun shining through gray clouds and barren branches up North, reminds me of home in the wintertime.
191. The moments of peace I had to myself before the Thanksgiving crowd arrived. I took a short, brisk walk around the block in Prescott in the chill and stopped to stretch at an outlook at the end of the neighborhood. I am so grateful that taking time to give thanks for the things I appreciate has given me the gift of pause and presence. I heard the dry, fall leaves tumble across the pavement n the blustery afternoon wind, and that very wind in my ears accompanied by the birds chirping. I saw the most beautiful lime green carpet of freshly fallen leaves underfoot. So pristine were the sounds and sights of nature and me taking it in with each breath, every stretch, uncluttered by others and my own thoughts.
192. Taking time this evening to sit with Andy to work on getting our finances in order. This will become our next start as we take on our Total Money Makeover.
193. Andy still sitting quietly beside me as we both type away at the dining room table, deep in thought - me on the laptop, he on his iPad.
194. Three nights in a row of 8 hours of rest each.
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