Give thanks in all circumstances...

...for this is God's will for you.

So true.

I feel like I am being tried in every way possible lately. By my children. By my job. By my significant other, if that's what he is. By myself.

But everyday, I wake up and remind myself to give thanks. And I do. I decide, "Today will be a good day." Sure, it's not always perfect, but it's only as bad as I let it be. I can choose to let disappointments make me bitter and angry... or I can turn them into something better.

I choose the second. After aaaaaages of NOT doing so... I ONLY choose the second.

Now if I could just remind myself to not be too hard on myself while doing so.

Happy Thanksgiving. I know I am so blessed. Even in my failures.

Afterall, everyone grows up someday...

If there was one job I wish I could have... I'd be a writer.

Okay, I'm fibbing. I wish for lots of other jobs too... stay-at-home mom, elementary school counselor, professional scrapbooker, world-traveller... shall I go on?

When I was in high school, I went through a spell where I was dead-set on becoming a journalist. "Fantastic!" I thought. "I'd get paid to do something I actually enjoy - share my thoughts with people."

Then I realized... that's not what journalism is about at all. For the most part, anyways. It's factual, informational, and really just sharing "news" that an employeer deems important to the general public. Which is great. But has it's own politics... all the same.

So I scratched that. And here I am, years later, a slave for a different kind of an employeer, but a slave all the same.

But this will be my outlet.

And MAYBE... just maybe... someday, somehow, after I'm all "grown up"... I'll have this to look back on. To share with my children. Be proud of my thoughts.

Until then... well... I'll continue being a slave to the working industry and walking down the path of self-discovery.