Photos
Remember when there used to be a photo site? Turns out that when you don't update it for awhile, they remove all your photos. Oops.
I've created a new one. Right now, it only has 2008 and the second half of 2011. What I'm calling "the middle years" will be coming... soon. But for now, you can see nifty things like vacation photos at mrbaby.shutterfly.com.
Grateful
Welcome to the new blog! I've been wanting to move things over here for some time now, and am just now getting around to doing it. Please note the new URL (www.grateful-grateful.com). A few administrative things may change on old posts, but for the most part, the transition over here was pretty seamless!
The inspiration for the name of this blog came from the book Grateful: A Song of Giving Thanks, which uses the words from John Bucchino's song and illustrations by Anna-liisa Hakkarainen. I bought this book for Eddie before he was born and discovered it on the bookshelf sometime last year. Since then, we've read it a few times a week, to the point where Eddie has the chorus memorized. This book has given me great comfort, especially last year when a lot of less-than-stellar things happened. It really expresses a lot of what I feel about our lives.
So before I move forward with this new space, I'd like to christen this blog with the song lyrics. If you'd like to buy this book for yourself or as a gift, the link will always be over there in the right column.
Grateful
John Bucchino
I've got a roof over my head
I've got a warm place to sleep
Some nights I lie awake counting gifts
Instead of counting sheep
I've got a heart that can hold love
I've got a mind that can think
There may be times when I lose the light
And let my spirits sink
But I can't stay depressed
When I remember how I'm blessed
Grateful, grateful
Truly grateful I am
Grateful, grateful
Truly blessed
And duly grateful
In a city of strangers
I got a family of friends
No matter what rocks and brambles fill the way
I know that they will stay until the end
I feel a hand holding my hand
It's not a hand you can see
But on the road to the promised land
This hand will shepherd me
Through delight and despair
Holding tight and always there
Grateful, grateful
Truly grateful I am
Grateful, grateful
Truly blessed
And duly grateful
It's not that I don't want a lot
Or hope for more, or dream of more
But giving thanks for what I've got
Makes me happier than keeping score
In a world that can bring pain
I will still take each chance
For I believe that whatever the terrain
Our feet can learn to dance
Whatever stone life may sling
We can moan or we can sing
Grateful, grateful
Truly grateful I am
Grateful, grateful
Truly blessed
And duly grateful
Truly blessed
And duly grateful.