Ziva

Ziva is my barn cat. We found her abandoned and living behind her barn. She was a young cat caring for a small litter of kittens and starving to death. I instantly fell in love with her and have been caring for her since.

I am SO thankful for her. She is such a sweet cat. I have never had an outdoor cat and so, I find it hard not to worry about her at times.

Tonight when I came home from a New Year's Eve party, Ziva came bounding up from by our front porch. So I pet her and then we walked toward the back door. Then all of a sudden this big blackish-gray cat came bounding out of her bed! I screamed. I was totally not prepared for a cat to come bounding out of her bed! Ziva was also quite unsure of what to do. I felt so bad for her because she is a bit skittish and she is small. I gave her lots of pets and made sure the other cat was gone before I went into the house. I keep thinking about her though. I hope she will be safe from this other cat. I know and I have to remind myself that God will take care of her, as he cares for all his creatures.

New Year, New Goals

As the new year begins, I have decided to set some goals for this next year. I've not been one to set any resolutions, but I feel like I am at a point in my life where If something drastic doesn't happen, I'm going to go off the deep end.

My goals are for each day:
1. Do something for my health.
2. Do something for my mind.
3. Do something for my spirit.
4. Do something for my enjoyment.
5. Find something to be thankful about.

It seems like a lot for each day and it is "me" centered, but once I get into this habit I think I will be able to move back into my giving to others routine.

Family recipes.

I was looking for a recipe for dinner tonight. As I was looking I fould some recipes our church ladies had put together for some Christmas event many moons ago. The recipe my mom contributed said, "Every year around the holidays I make fudge nut bars..." I'm glad I have this recipe. Christmas is my favorite time of the year. What a celebration of Christ's birth. My heart smiles thinking of all the sweet Christmas celebrations my family has had.

It's one good thing.

One Good Thing

I have a confession to make. For about a year I have been suffering from depression. Just naming the darkness in my life gives me some relief.

I wanted to do something to boost my joy levels, so I am committing myself to naming one good thing that happens each day. It might be something that makes me smile or is a happy thought. Maybe something I'm thankful for, but I am going to write about one good thing.