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Grateful

In between planning the Thumbs Up Ball and watching the Downton Abbey season finale, I somehow got a cold.  It's about time, I suppose.  I think it's been close to a year since I've had to miss a day of work because of illness.  With all the other germies that have been floating around in this relatively mild winter, I think I got off easy.  After spending almost three days either on my couch or in my bed, I've had plenty of time to reflect on the current state of things in my life.  


Decor from the very festive Thumbs Up Ball
The Thumbs Up Ball was a huge success for our foundation, thanks in no small part to the many sponsors and volunteers who shared their time and talents for our fundraiser.  We raised over $3000 with this event.  For that I am grateful.  





The other big news of the week is that I was awarded the Eagle Rare Life Courage Award. I was nominated for this contest by my dear husband sometime back in spring 2011.  The first part of the contest involved a popular voting campaign. I'm sure many of you readers were a part of this effort.  After months of daily voting, the first part of the competition ended in January of this year. I was in 3rd place in the popular vote; however, the judges would choose 7 winners from the top 20 to represent the many facets of the Eagle Rare Life Award.  I am proud to be included in the top 7.  $2000 will be given to CJSTUF for the voting efforts of many.  I know many friends, family, and acquaintances not only voted but encouraged their own network of friends to cast a daily vote.  Again, I am so grateful.  


As if all of this weren't enough, I feel grateful for so many other things. I have a job where I feel appreciated and valued.  I have a husband who tolerates my craziness and supports my every endeavor.  I have a home. I have a huge network of family and friends who support me. 


It is very easy to forget all these things during the mundane activities of life.  Sometimes it takes big events to help you focus on the small stuff.  I know that only too well.  


What are you grateful for this week? 
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