Bing Crosby sang this song to Rosemary Clooney in a Christmas Movie produced by Irving Berlin called WHITE CHRISTMAS. It has always been one of my favorite holiday movies, but on this week, the week of Thanksgiving, I have found myself singing it more than once. This year, I am choosing to recognize and honor the many things to be thankful for ...
My week has been elongated ... All the kids will be with their in-laws on Thanksgiving Day (I get them all every other year) but we agreed to get together here on Friday so I'll be cooking on Friday instead of Thursday ... That's not exactly accurate! I've already been cooking for the last week! LOLOL ... While I've been cooking, I've been thinking about friends and family that I have shared other Thanksgivings with ... Some are gone now, but the blessing of sharing thankfulness placed them in my memory and my heart for always.
As I tenderly remembered each of them, I touched the memory delicately like a glass Christmas ornament, softly letting my heart hold them in love and sending them or their families a quiet prayer of thankfulness that I knew them and that they touched my life in such a beautiful way.
My Thanksgiving table is full of reminders of them all ... warmth, spiciness (they know who they are!), bounty, goodness, and laughter ... always so much laughter!
You know, we can spend the other 51 weeks of the year "being sad" for all the things that haven't gone our way, but on this week, I'm counting my blessings!
Counting Your Blessings (Instead of Sheep)
When I'm worried and I can't sleep
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
When my bankroll is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried and you can't sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you'll fall asleep counting your blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried and you can't sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you'll fall asleep counting your blessings
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
When my bankroll is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried and you can't sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you'll fall asleep counting your blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried and you can't sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you'll fall asleep counting your blessings
I wish the goodness of gratitude
to you and your family this Thanksgiving!
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