Last year I did the 30 days of thankfulness. This year I did not.
But if it’s possible, I’m more thankful this year. I feel that as I get older, I learn to appreciate what’s real and true. And what isn’t worth my time.
Today I’m thankful for babies that wake up smelling like drool, ugly hospital socks to sleep in, a home that protects my family from heat and cold, friends that know what I need before I do, thrift stores and dry cleaners, hot showers and hair dryers. I’m thankful for a husband that loves unconditionally, a God that taught him how, and church that is alive.
I’m thankful for date nights, the smell of clean sheets, whipped cheesecake, and The Walking Dead. For books and books and books. For new friends and less-new friends. For learning, for grace, and for family.
I pray your day is filled with delicious food, good conversations, family, and maybe a nice nap. Because, really, what else is there?
Happy Thanksgiving,
Mary
