After coming home from our towns annual Fall Festival, it hit me. I really do love my life. I have a beautiful daughter that has no clue how she will impact the world. My curly ball of happiness is my son who brightens everyone's day as soon as he walks through the door. My husband loves me for me. He knows my faults and my imperfections and has helped me become better from them. My best friend. There should be a complete book with multiple chapters and that still wouldn't be able to contain it all. My parents are my foundation on which I have built my life. They gave me the tools to create myself through experiences and discovery because life isn't a one size fits all type of game here. We all want our progeny to be better than we are; that is the nature of nurturing. I hope Janie and Si can both be better people than I am. I hope to become as good as my father and my mother. To be as respected. To be as revered. They honestly doesn't realize how many people they have touched throughout their lives and I can only hope to become a sliver of the person each of them are. (Hey, I'm 38 but I'm still working on me...) There are hardships that people go through that I cannot begin to imagine. And when I start to feel as though the weight of the world is on me, I try to remember that I actually have it pretty darn good. I'm not the best with thank you's and I still don't know how to take a compliment without making a joke but that's just me. I hope that the people I encounter know that I am thankful for having them in my life. Everyone has an impact on everyone else, especially in a small town like ours. The kindness we show each other makes ripples and impacts lives of people we haven't even met. Sadly, I'm sure the negative things do as well, but I hope that in the grand scheme of it all that the positive ridiculously outweighs the negative... So I guess this is my thankful post for November. Maybe my next one won't be quite so long 😉

After coming home from our towns annual Fall Festival, it hit me. I really do love my life. I have a beautiful daughter that has no clue how she will impact the world. My curly ball of happiness is my son who brightens everyone's day as soon as he walks through the door. My husband loves me for me. He knows my faults and my imperfections and has helped me become better from them. My best friend. There should be a complete book with multiple chapters and that still wouldn't be able to contain it all. My parents are my foundation on which I have built my life. They gave me the tools to create myself through experiences and discovery because life isn't a one size fits all type of game here. We all want our progeny to be better than we are; that is the nature of nurturing. I hope Janie and Si can both be better people than I am. I hope to become as good as my father and my mother. To be as respected. To be as revered. They honestly doesn't realize how many people they have touched throughout their lives and I can only hope to become a sliver of the person each of them are. (Hey, I'm 38 but I'm still working on me...) There are hardships that people go through that I cannot begin to imagine. And when I start to feel as though the weight of the world is on me, I try to remember that I actually have it pretty darn good. I'm not the best with thank you's and I still don't know how to take a compliment without making a joke but that's just me. I hope that the people I encounter know that I am thankful for having them in my life. Everyone has an impact on everyone else, especially in a small town like ours. The kindness we show each other makes ripples and impacts lives of people we haven't even met. Sadly, I'm sure the negative things do as well, but I hope that in the grand scheme of it all that the positive ridiculously outweighs the negative... So I guess this is my thankful post for November. Maybe my next one won't be quite so long 😉
by Leigh Turberville Harrell

November 04, 2017 at 02:50PM
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