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gratitude challenge

Once again, I’m a week behind on my gratitude challenge.

I’m grateful I can catch up! šŸ˜‰


Week 32 – Grateful for a City I’ve visited

Okay, off the top of my head, I’m grateful CC and I were able to make a trip to Portland back in June. We had such a great time and it really spurred by creativity. I came home with so many new story ideas. It was awesome to connect with family and friends we hadn’t seen for a while, and just relax. With the hectic days ahead of me, relaxing was really, really good.


Week 33 – Something I look forward to

Super easy and perfect timing for this challenge because my niece’s wedding is nearly upon us. I’m super excited about it and so grateful we can be a part of her special day.

I promise to share photos when it’s all said and done.


What’s something you’re looking forward to this week?



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gratitude challenge

Mahatma Ghandi said, “Your beliefs become your thoughts. Your thoughts become your words. Your words become your actions. Your actions become your habits. Your habits become your values. Your values become your destiny.”

The gratitude challenge this week is to be thankful for a core value.

I can think of several that fill me with gratitude. I’m also grateful to those who helped instill the following values in me:

* Believe in things you can’t see and have faith in all things.

* Be loyal to those who have earned your trust.

* Be dependable and keep your promises.

* Honest is the best policy.

* Hard work has its own reward.

* Never let fear conquer your dreams.

* Life is short – laugh more, love deeply, and eat dessert.

Have a great week, everyone!


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gratitude challengeI’m finding it a bit of a challenge to be grateful for today’s challenge – my age.

Since I’m a firm believer in age being more about how you feel than the number of years you’ve lived, most days I feel far younger than my “real” age.

While I won’t disclose my age for multiple reasons, I will say this – I hope my life isn’t yet half over even though I’ve inched past living for more than four decades.

Maybe it’s just me, but I find it somewhat offensive when people ask, “how old are you?” In fact, some creepy dude on Facebook asked me that very question a few weeks ago and got himself unfriended.

It’s always fun when someone thinks I’m younger than my age and acts completely shocked when they find out how close to ancient I really am.

On the flip side of that is the moron at the local “Mart” store who asked me if I was buying 40th birthday party supplies for my daughter when I was getting them for a friend’s party. Captain Cavedweller still laughs about that one.

Overall, I don’t spend a lot of time obsessing about my age. When I wake up and something creaks as I roll out of bed, I definitely give it a moment of thought. However, for the most part, I’m just grateful to be blessed with the wonderful life I’ve been given.

I’m healthy, get to do something I love every single day, and am married to the world’s biggest sweetheart (even if he is a cavedweller). Regardless of age, how can I not be filled to overflowing with thankfulness for that?

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Today’s gratitude challenge is to share my favorite memory.

Wow! I have to pick just one?

The first one that comes to mind is the day I met Captain Cavedweller.

Don’t laugh (at least too loudly), but we met on a blind date arranged by our meddling parents. I was a year out of college, gainfully employed and living in town at the time. He was home for Christmas break from college.

Despite the best efforts of our parents to force us to meet, we foiled their plans. I’m not kidding… my dad and his dad conspired to have me pick up some truck parts at his parents’ house. Aware of the schemers’ plans, he refused to answer the door and I grabbed the parts and got out of there so fast, his mom claims I nearly made her head spin.

The next planned attempt to introduce us was a joint family trip to the woods to get Christmas trees. I found some reason not to go (although it was one of my most favorite things to do) and he refused to go. It ended up no one went that year because everyone got sick.

Fast forward a few weeks. CC’s car wasn’t working right and he couldn’t figure out what was wrong. His dad promised to fix his car but only if he’d go out on a date with me.

Tired of hiding out and creating excuses not to meet, we both gave in and agreed to a date on the day after Christmas.

In the very brief conversation that took place over the phone, CC agreed to pick me up at the house where I was living (which just happened to be less than a mile from his parents’ home) at six so we could eat dinner before going to the movies.

Six o’clock arrived but CC did not.

By 6:30, I was annoyed. At 6:45, I contemplated changing out of the dressy clothes I wore into jeans, turning off the lights and fuming quietly in the dark.

As I headed to the bedroom to change at 6:55, the phone rang. It was him and he’d somehow failed to write down directions to the house (tucked at the end of a curving dead-end street). Even over the phone, he sounded sheepish – and a little frustrated. Apparently, he’d been driving around for more than an hour trying to find my house.

Within five minutes, he rang the bell. I took a deep breath, smoothed down the front of my slacks and opened the door.

He glanced at me with those vibrant blue eyes from the front step and grinned.Ā  In that moment, I knew I’d met the man I would someday marry.

We laugh now, about how persistent our dads were about setting us up. I’m ever so grateful they did. If you ask CC, I think he might just agree.

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gratitude challengeToday’s gratitude challenge is to be grateful for something in my past.

There are several things I’m grateful for, so maybe I’ll sum it up like this:

* I’m grateful for the people who didn’t believe in me, told me I couldn’t do something – because it challenged me to prove them wrong and pushed me to succeed.

* I’m grateful for the people who were unkind, spiteful and mean because they taught me what behavior I’d no longer accept and made my relationship with those who treat my kindly that much sweeter.

* I’m grateful my family believed in kids having responsibilities, chores and doing their share on the farm. My childhood shaped me to be responsible, hard-working, self-motivated, dependable, and organized.

* I’m grateful for the opportunities that nudged (or tossed) me out of my comfort zone and helped me grow as a person.

* I’m grateful beyond words that I met Captain Cavedweller.


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gratitude challengeToday’s Gratitude Challenge is to write about the favorite spot in my city.

Since I don’t live in town and am really a home-body, I’d have to say there is no place like home.

I love living out in the country where we have plenty of big sky and fresh air.

When we were on vacation recently, some friends we were with commented on what a lovely sunset we had that evening. Captain Cavedweller and I looked up, but all you could see was a little orange glow over the tops of the many buildings and trees.

A Sunset threeWhen I think of a beautiful sunset, this is what comes to my mind – and I feel so blessed to enjoy sunsets like this on a regular basis.

I am incredibly grateful that I grew up on a farm with all the room a girl could need to stretch her wings and learn to fly.Ā  And I’m grateful now for the quiet peacefulness of our home that provides a wonderful setting where I can get up every day and do something I love so much.

Wishing you all a beautiful, wonderful Monday – and week ahead!

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gratitude challengeThis week’s challenge is to share my gratitude about someone I got to meet.


There have been any number of people I’ve been so pleased to meet.

When I used to work for newspapers, I met so many interesting people while I was covering a story or doing a lifestyle interview. One that comes to mind this morning is a strong, courageous woman who still ran her own ranch as she neared her 90s back when I first met her. She worked hard every single day and the trials of her life were etched into the weathered, tan lines of her face, but she was such a wonderful big-hearted character. Talk about an inspiration – she’d lost her husband and child, had lived through the Great Depression, and faced more tribulation than most of us want to even think about enduring.

My last place of employment, where I worked before I quit to write full-time, occasionally welcomed celebrities among their guests. The one I met who stands out the most is Jason Priestley (and his wife). He was every bit as cute as he appears on TV (and shorter) but he was charming and kind. I half expected him to be full of himself and arrogant but he wasn’t… not at all. His wife was lovely and gracious.

I’m also grateful for the friends I’ve madeĀ  through the years from people I just “happened” to meet. And I’m grateful for the wonderful friends I’ve never met in person but feel like I know from meeting you here and on Facebook. You’ve become so dear and precious to me – and I’m grateful for you every day!

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