My words, or lack there of

I find it very intimidating to blog after reading all of my other friends' quippy and clever thoughts on their Facebooks and blogs.

Do I have anything to say? I like it better when I'm just a wallflower. I can sit back and listen, comment and laugh at appropriate times and walk away with a happy heart.

I do have things to say. I'm just not sure if anybody else cares about the things I have to say. It makes me nervous to have the center stage in a conversation. When I'm talking, I usually walk away, not with a happy heart, but with wondering questions..."did I talk too much?" "did I waste people's time?" "is what I said really important or was I just bumping my gums to hear myself talk?"

It's just easier sometimes to be quiet. This isn't a pitty party by any means. Just an ongoing thought I've had most of my adult life.

The Matthew 12:34 says "For out of the overflow of the heart, the mouth speaks."

What do my words, many or few, say about my heart?

Today

10 reasons to be happy today

1. Waking up to a thunderstorm in February (followed by sleet & ice!)

2. Turning 32 today!

3. Sharing my birthday with Krystle and Brittany!

4. My parents came from Illinois for a visit

5. Listening to Corinne Bailey Rae on a rainy/snowy afternoon

6. A girls' lunch at Bella Peppers!

7. Feeling loved by so many amazing FRIENDS

8. "Praise to the King of Kings" after every singing of "Happy Birthday" at CIY!

9. Starbuck's and dark chocolate

10. Text messages from SOUTH AFRICA!!

Thank you to all of my friends who remembered me today. I'm so thankful for all of you.