Counting My Blessings
It’s Thanksgiving Eve and in a quiet, dark room I write. By the time you read this, it will be Thanksgiving Day and you may or may not be nestled in your PJs with your own family…watching the parade…eating turkey…decorating…just doing nothing. And even if you’re not, that’s ok, too. But I hope you stop whatever you’re doing for just even a tiny moment to reflect how lucky you are. Because we all, in one way or another, have something to be thankful for.
2014 is coming to a close. It’s been an eventful one my family, to say the least. I started it being pregnant, then had the natural childbirth I always dreamed of. Baby L has brought our family so much joy this year, it’s truly a blessing to become a family of four. If I wasn’t so tired, I’d have another. 😉
Summer came to an end, and with that my mother got very sick. Everything in my soul changed from that day, and I haven’t taken a single thing in life for granted since. I still replay a lot of the events in my head that happened, because I can’t really get a firm grip on it. And I guess it’s because I still stand in complete awe of God and his work. I prayed for my mother to make a full recovery once she left rehab and she’s now driving and walking on her own. It’s truly amazing and a miracle.
I’m thankful so much for family and friends because it’s in those moments you realize who’s really there. My sister and I really banded together to support each other and my dad and I grew closer than ever. We were all so vulnerable and I’m so glad we had each other to lean on. My uncle…my aunt…my husband and his family who helped me get through trying to take care of a 6-month-old baby. I’m forever grateful.
I can no longer have a perfect day because I found a new outfit or scored something free in a contest. That’s all fun and good, of course. But you wanna know the most perfect day I’ve had this year? Last week my mom and I went shopping for Christmas decorations with baby L. My mom drove and it felt like nothing had ever happened. Just like old times. We looked for garland and other whimsical things to put outside. It was that one, simple day. I have a feeling it’s going to be a very special Christmas.
To see my little C happy in preschool again has melted my heart. I’m so proud of him with all he’s gone through. God is good and He continues to work in our family and continues to work in me. This Thanksgiving I’m more thankful than ever before.
I can’t help but think of 1 Corinthians 13:13. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
Thank you for continuing to read my blog all these years. I sincerely enjoy writing here every, single week…for six years. I hope you’ll continue on my journey with me whether it’s shoe shopping or more personal moments like this.
Happy Thanksgiving, friends. Let’s count our blessings today one by one, shall we? Mwah. Xoxoxo