Broken Record

Something today made me think about the old record player in my grandparents house in Texas. For as long as I can remember, I've been fascinated by the record player and the number of records that Nana and Papa had.  I found a Beetles record in the collection when I was in college and decided to test it out.  Unfortunately, there was a scratch on the record and it repeated the same bit over and over again.

Sometimes I feel like that record when I talk about my wonderful family and friends.  I like to brag on them!  I'm so thankful and blessed to have such a supportive and loving family!  I was reminded of this again tonight after having a great phone call with my stepmom and later my brother.  I'm so thankful for the ability to call and not have to worry about expensive phone bills or major time differences.  Not only is my family amazing, but my friends in the states and around the world are so wonderful.  I love you all!