How often do we really stop to find something that we're grateful for? I don't mean the "yeah, I'm grateful for my house and kids". I'm talking about sitting down at the end of the week and finding something that we're REALLY grateful for. Maybe it's the corkscrew that opened the bottle of wine that helped avoid a breakdown, or the phone which gave you contact with your friend who lives 5 hours away...or maybe it's the rain that stopped us from having to water the new sod that hubby just laid (wink wink)..
Whatever it is, no matter how silly, let's start thinking about it..
Every Sunday from here on out,, I'm going to look back on my week and tell you what I was truly most grateful for. I will narrow it down to one thing.. and only one!!
I originally found this idea through Gemma @ My Big Nutshell . She was linked up to the Maxabella Loves~ I'm Grateful For... Blog Hop... Please check out both of these great sites.
I can't promise that I will take part in the hop every week, and I am changing up the way I do things a bit, but I definitely thank you ladies for the great idea..
When we stop to take time to be grateful, to notice the small things,, amazing things can happen. The way that we view our life starts to change.
This week was easy..
I was going to be grateful for our Canadian Healthcare system (which I am because I've been to the hospital 3 times this week) until I realized that it's Fathers Day..
So today,, I'm Grateful for.... MY DAD!!
I'm sure that every girl thinks it, but my dad really is the greatest.
I'm thankful for every thing about him...
My dad has taught me love, honour, respect, hard work, loyalty, honesty, discipline... the list could go on.
I am so proud of the man my dad is, and there is no doubt in my mind, that there are men out there wishing they could be more like him.
Sure, he has his faults. who doesn't?
He can have bad days, he can be grumpy or lose his temper. (He's real! He's human)
What he never does, is, he never EVER stops loving. He never, ever stops giving, and he never, ever stops being someone that I hope to be just like.
When I think back to growing up, there is one memory that always jumps out at me.
Every single night, no matter where we were, or what was going on, before my dad went to bed, he would come in kiss me goodnight and tell me that he loved me. I was always asleep, yet I remember night after night. the kiss on my forehead and the whisper of "I Love You Baby".
Because of this memory, I make sure to continue that ritual with my girls. As long as we're all under the same roof, I never miss a night. I just hope that they remember me sneaking in, and love it as much as I loved my dad coming in every night.
My dad is the type of man who seems tough on the exterior. He can be tough, yet he still sheds tears when watching his grandchildren. He still sheds tears when he reads sappy birthday cards, and he still ALWAYS, no matter what gives me a hug and whispers "I Love You Baby" when I leave him.
There is nothing in this world that my dad wouldn't do for the people he loves, and I know that no matter what, my dad is always there for me.
When his children hurt, he hurts. When his children are happy, he is happy, and he does everything he can to make sure that we're happy.
His "tough" exterior must not be seen by children. When my girls see their "Gramps", their eyes shine and their faces light up. No one is like their "Gramps". Their Gramps can do no wrong.
I know that I could never ever repay my dad, (I'm not talking $$$) for everything that he has given me, everything he has taught me or shown me. He's helped to mold me into the person that I've become.Hopefully I can repay him, by making him proud. (because the lord knows I'll never be rich, lol)
"They" always say that girls subconsciously pick a man to marry, who is just like their father..
I've heard so many girls say "NEVER" to that.. That makes me sad.
I can't imagine not wanting to find a man like my dad.
And you know what? I did!
I had to kiss few frogs, but I found my prince and some days it's scary how much he is like my father.
I joke about it, but I am so happy that Peter has so many of the amazing qualities that I love about my dad..
And, my girls are lucky that they will have an amazing dad just like I did growing up.
I'm Grateful beyond words for the two very special Men in my life. Thank you both, but thank you dad for making me who I am and making my life what it is. You are the most amazing person I know, and don't you dare let anyone ever make you believe different...
HAPPY FATHERS DAY WITH LOVE FROM YOUR BABY.... XOXO