I've been sick this past weekend. I've complained (a lot)...and just really felt helpless not being able to help like I normally can around the house. With the kids being out of school and daycare, it was an especially crazy week to get sick.
But the more I had time to think, it was God's way of telling me to remain thankful. To slow down. To enjoy the kids while they're this little. I held them a little more tightly this week (after washing my hands, natch) and played extra board games with them. I even let little C snuggle in bed with me longer. And I realized it was because I wasn't running around trying to get things done around the house. God creates blessings we don't even realize.
This will be my first Thanksgiving without my daddy. It was just last year when we had a huge group full of people at my house. Laughter filled the air because my mom was finally well after being on life support just a few months earlier.
This year will be a little (ok, really) empty - physically and in my heart. I think I've spent the last entire year trying to "figure out" why to every, single thing and one of my BIG plans now is to just let it go and give it up to Him. I think I've made progress, I do.
Weathering storms is now what I do best, and I thank God for my mom who does it all with me. It kinda does make sense to me now. If it had to happen. This chain of events.
So even though there's been a lot of pain this past year, I am so thankful for my family, my friends (and you know who you are...I'm not talking Facebook only), the roof above my head and the food on my table. Not to mention, a job that helps me provide all of these things.
Hard times put things in perspective, right? If it's true that he doesn't give you anything you can't handle, my gosh he must think I'm one amazing gal. Ha!
And, of course, I'm still extremely thankful for YOU reading this blog. I hope you have a wonderful (delicious!) Thanksgiving with the people you love the most. Xoxo