A few things I’m thankful for today:
Big J and his generosity in big ways and small, and the way he bribes me with foot rubs.
Little J and his budding sense of humor, and the way he still sits in my lap to read his own book (while I’m reading one to myself) even though I can barely see over his head.
Little E and her secret projects before each holiday or birthday, her thoughtfulness toward our entire family and anyone else who may join us.
Progesterone cream and the wonders of more balanced hormones during my transition (too gentle a word, really) into menopause.
Arms and legs that do what they’re supposed to do and a brain that, most days, functions well.
Sleep in a comfortable house in a bed with crisp sheets, ones that no longer have a hole rubbed in them from toenails that grow far too fast and far too sharp to be normal (I won’t disclose whose toenails. Ahem).
Flourless chocolate cake, squares of dark chocolate with a smear of peanut butter and a sprinkle of sea salt, chocolate chips cookies and hot cocoa. Sense a theme here?
Living close to my parents, even though I swore as a teenager I wanted to live across the country from them, and for the relationship I have with them, and even more, the relationship they have with Little J and Little E.
My siblings, even though I don’t get to see them as often as I’d like, though I do get to see them today, our entire family around the table, the house buzzing with chatter and children as we savor an abundance of food, and love, and comfort, and compared to some, luxury.
A love I don’t deserve lavished on me by a savior I can never repay, and the saving grace of his cross.
grace for each moment, one moment at a time