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Thanksgiving is just around the corner. As I think of the things I am most thankful for, my parents come to mind. Of course, there’s the obvious reason – were it not for them, I wouldn’t be here. But it’s much more than that. My childhood was a happy one. So many children can’t say that. For every one of them that can’t, I wish I could have given them a day of mine. My sister, brother, and I grew up on a ranch with parents that loved us, taught us, encouraged us, and yes…disciplined us when we needed it. (I’m almost certain my siblings needed it more than I.) I spent many of my young days riding across the hills on Ginger or sitting on the bank of the Calamus River with my fishing pole. There was always work to do too, but we worked together and it was rewarding to see what we accomplished as a family team. The setting of my new book, “Bound by Secrecy” was largely influenced by the life I lived on the ranch. My parents bought the ranch when I was in the 5th grade. I didn’t know how I was going to leave my friends in the eastern part of the state to move “out west.” I thought my life was over! That was a big trial for me as a 5th grader, but it became one of my biggest blessings. I wasn’t very grateful for the move at the time, but it only took a summer to change that thought around .  So, this week, I just want to thank my parents for the stable upbringing they handed us, and for the wisdom they had to buy a ranch despite the fact that one of their children thought it was the worst idea ever. We are three fortunate kids.

Well, here I am this morning – minus those high heeled shoes. I’m not coordinated enough to wear such things. To tell you the truth, I’m not sure who would want to. The older I get, the more I’m an advocate for comfort. I don’t take it to extremes – like wearing pajamas to Wal-Mart; that’s just not me. Besides, I don’t really have pajamas. I have worn out thin, thin, T-shirts. You know, something that won’t add extra heat at night. Heaven forbid – I have enough of that! My husband is the cold blooded type so he thinks it’s grand to be able to snuggle up to a oven – as he calls me. We don’t really agree on room temperature. I prefer a bedroom where you can see your breath. He prefers the thermostat set at 75. The compromise is that we set the temp at 62 and I warm up his spot before he crawls in. It’s all manageable if you love each other.

I’m pretty excited that I figured this website business out. It will be a work in progress, but it will get me started. There’s some good help and advice on the Internet  – couldn’t have done it without it. My plan is to update my site with a new blog, new tidbit, and new fun photo every week. I will change it at the first of the week with hopes of making you smile. Life is full of bumps and my mission statement is “Kick the Bumps.” One of my strategies for kicking bumps is thanking God every day for the blessings I was given the day before.

Now, until next week, count those blessings.

Look Out Webpage – Here I Come

                                                                                                                 Ms. Bear reminds me alot of me this morning – except for the pink bathrobe (mine is multicolored) and the smile on her face. She is obviously doing something enjoyable at her computer – probably Instant Messaging her best friend. I, on the other hand am trying to set up my very first webpage. I think it’s a great idea for me to have a webpage since I’m about to launch my first book on Amazon in a few weeks – it’s just that I wish webpages were like miracles – they just appeared – like this very minute would be good. And then, I wish my brain knew exactly what to do with it if it came that way. But, life doesn’t work that way. And if it was that easy, I wouldn’t appreciate it, would I? Okay…I’ll keep plugging along. One day, I’ll be smiling just like Ms. Bear – the day I finish this website and am satisfied with it – hope I smile in 2015!