Not just during this week of celebration, but on days when I want to pull my hair out. On days when I’m exhausted. On days when I’m at my wits end, I am thankful. I am thankful because we have been entrusted with much. I am thankful my kids make me crazy because that means they are healthy and happy. I am thankful that I am tired because that means I am able to go, to work, to live. I am thankful when I am frustrated because that means that I have been challenged and it makes me better.
I am thankful that this deployment is almost over. I am thankful for my army girlfriends who tell me the truth- even when that truth is to put on my big girl panties and deal with the problem at hand. I am thankful for my husband and my best friend who is strong and who insists that I be equally as strong. I am thankful that I got to see his face last week. I am thankful that I may get to hear his voice tomorrow. I am thankful for his sacrifice, for his endurance, for his leadership, his friendship, his love for me, for our children, for his soldiers, his army, and his country. I am thankful that he is the man I will spend the rest of my life with. And I am thankful that he chose me too.
I am thankful for my children. God I am so thankful for my children. In every single way. There are just not enough words. I am thankful for their laughter, their innocence, their love, their questions, their silliness, their health, their growth, their happiness, their existence. And I am so thankful that God trusted them to me.
I am thankful that despite how I felt fifteen months ago, this past year has offered a little healing to our family. And while we have so much further to go, I am thankful for those little glimpses of hope.
I am thankful for our house, for our car, for the food in our fridge, for the laundry in our dryer, for the dirt on our kitchen floor, the flower beds that need to be weeded, the deck that needs to be stained. I am thankful for every little hand print on the door and milk sippy in the floor. I am thankful that we have a place to call home.
I’m thankful for the little things. I’m thankful for the box that arrived from Afghanistan smelling like hubby. I’m thankful that my kids get to have thanksgiving with their cousins this year – they’re so few and far between. I’m thankful that my mom has my kids so I can sit in peace at Starbucks and type this. And I’m thankful that I get to go shopping Friday, sans kiddos, and enjoy some time with my girls.
I’m thankful that despite a very rainy drive, we arrived in East Tennessee safely. I’m thankful that the wreck that happened right in front of us on the interstate didn’t involve us, I’m thankful that the driver seemed to be unharmed and I thankful that with just the push of a button, Onstar knew exactly where we were to send help. And I’m thankful that instead of screaming or panicking my three year immediately began praying for the driver.
For this and SOOO much more I am thankful.
Not just today, but everyday.
What are you thankful for?