I knew Thanksgiving would be hard. We’ve passed around a virus or series of viruses, so Jonathan stayed home with the middle two while I brought Ann and Quinn to visit my family. I didn’t get any pictures AT ALL, but that’s just how it goes when you try to be more deliberate about spending time together.
I did get pictures Wednesday. Wednesday… it started out okay. We had couch cuddles and AndiHebbert played with us before she had to drive back home.
But then I was trying to clean house and pack and make sure Brennan and Aiden felt loved and do some school work with Quinn… I wanted to cook a few things or make a project and suddenly it was almost 3pm and stuff like this was happening while I tried to finish my lunch:
I had completely lost control of my day and I could tell that my attitude was heading toward ugly. So we cleaned up the dishes and dressed warmly and headed outside for a nature walk.
There were rain clouds but the sunlight was gorgeous. Leaves were glowing. It was a big hug from God. I was able to feel genuinely and lovingly thankful for Jonathan and our wild kids and our home and the life that we share. There was a cascade – a domino effect – of gratitude. I was so thankful for so many things I don’t know how to mention them all.
It was good.