The other day a nice couple of gentlemen came to my door with a dozen cookies (with no nuts, just in case), and asked me if I had "any prayer requests."  I quickly thought, and answered, "No thank you.  At this time, I feel very blessed, and all of my prayers are prayers of Thanksgiving." 

I realized as I closed the door, that it's been a long time since I've felt that way.  Everything has come into line recently: my job, life, love, family, school, etc.  I have no complaints.  My dad is now cancer free, my sister has three gorgeous healthy babies whose laughter I get to enjoy often, my grandma just moved into town after living in California for my whole life, my best friend/cousin has finally found her own happiness here in Boise... everything and everyone seems to be in place.

Yet, I can't always help but ...