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Taking Things For Granted

Up until recently, i surveyed my life from a very stagnant point of view. It was the same old, same one, new day, same schedule of events. Over the past week, however, i have been taught not to take anything for granted. Everything can change in the blink of an eye, and all you have thought about your future can be questioned.

So i am embarking on a new journey: Daily Appreciation of Life as it Happens.

To do this, i am going to be blogging about our day and what i appreciated about it. This is going to have the side benefit of being something my children and i can look back on for years to come, a reminder of life as we experienced it... the life that was well-lived and not taken for granted.

Today, we began a project with recyclables, little historical action figures, some craft supplies, the woodworking tools, and some fake snow. This project grew in detail over the course of my children's imaginings, so it will likely be days-long. I promise to post pictures. That will help us remember what we've done... where our imaginations took us... and the fun we have together.

Life is not a series of schedules that blend into each other. But it can sure feel that way sometimes! I hope you will consider your own circumstances... do you take things for granted? Do you get ho-hum about certain areas of your life? Are there things you fail to appreciate?

Have a beautiful day, full of joy (because joy is a choice!), appreciation (better than whining, no?), and a life lived to the fullest.

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