Thanksgiving is over but that in no way diminishes how grateful I am for a few things in my life. It might mean that I’m late, but grateful still the same.

My life is not perfect, my family is not perfect but we have perfect moments and when they happen I am explicitly aware of just how blessed I am. To be just a small someone in a world that is so big, bigger than I could ever imagine and still knowing assuredly that there is One who knows me and mine, everything and everyone from the beginning til the end leaves me in a fetal ball and feeling as though I’m being gently rocked in his loving and safe arms. There is peace in my heart. A peace that occasionally I forget is there and so I am grateful for the moments I have been given to remember. And recently there have been reminders. Gentle and timely reminders.
My family is everything I ever dreamed it would be but they mean more to me than even my dreams could comprehend. My breath is taken away daily by my four. Not just because I am busy chasing them down but for the amazing miracle of their lives and the way they have become intertwined into mine. I love every last whiny and sassy, sweet and beautiful ounce of them and even more, every moment we have together. But especially I love the one who is more handsome than the rest of mine. I’ve been given many moments in the past few months to take note of the simple beauty, pureness and love that floods my heart when we are together. Some blessings are not to be questioned, just appreciated-and he is that blessing to me.

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