At the End of Everyday

I'm not gonna lie, the last few days (possibly weeks) have been emotional. I've been trying to avoid recognizing that I'm homesick and fed up with the cold. But it's true and I feel there is no way that I can survive 4 more years here. In my effort to find solace and peace in my soul, I came across this:

"God is eagerly waiting for the chance to answer your prayers & fulfill your dreams, just as He always has. But He can't if you don't pray & He can't if you don't dream. In short, He can't if you don't believe."

-Elder Jeffry R. Holland

My aching heart isn't just because it's cold outside and snowing and I miss Georgia like the desert misses water, it's because I have so many hopes and dreams that I get overwhelmed by feeling I need to pick just one and that I'm good enough for that one. I'm also feeling I don't belong here and have no one to relate to. But I'm better than this, I'm capable of so much more than to just feel sorry for myself. A few things I like to do that bring me out of the depths of despair are 1.) serving someone- anyone and 2.) writing down all my blessings.

I'm thankful for...

my body.
my sight.
my hearing.
my sense of smell & taste.
running water.
indoor plumbing.
Gracie Lou.
the hubs- who keeps me from being lonely.
a job.
a car.
10 toes.
10 fingers.
friends who accept me for me.
nieces.
nephews.
in-laws.
brothers.
sisters.
parents.
forgiveness.
repentance.
Jesus Christ Atonement.
Heavenly Father's love for ME and YOU.
family.
struggles.
trials.
laughter.
hugs.
kisses.
intimacy.
electricity.
shoes.
internet & computers.
America.
my ability to read.
easy access to food.
creativity.
uplifting music.
Rumikub.
a bed.
love.
understanding.
compassion.

OR the snow.