I am acutely aware of my blessings on this Thanksgiving Day. Never before have they seemed so bountiful...and fragile.
I don't belive I have ever been so thankful to simply be present at the table, sharing the meal with my family. Nor have I ever really appreciated the strength I had to help prepare the meal and clean up after it. But I did today.
I am beyond grateful for my marriage, unshaken by life's twists and turns, that will endure all things to come, and for my extraordinary husband who makes me a better person.
I am so very blessed by my seven healthy children. Today I delighted particularly in their observations and activities, and simply enjoyed the buzz of their circulating around me. (Until, that is, the buzz got so loud that it annoyed me, at which time I chased them all out of the kitchen unceremoniously.)
No one has ever been surrounded by a more supportive and loving community of family and friends, both near and far. I am thankful for every email and phone call and blog comment I have received, letting me know you are all thinking of me and wishing me well.
I am thankful for doctors and researchers, and for all who have traveled this road before me and helped to pave it.
But most of all I am thankful for my faith, which is strengthened through my own weakness. Without it, none of this would make sense.
Happy Thanksgiving--may your blessings be counted as many!