Sorry...that is the first word that came to mind when I was trying to rhyme something with thankful. I blame it on my first grade friends. I will also blame my nostalgia lately on the fact that tomorrow starts my 9 day break from work with absolutely nothing planned besides Michael's birthday, knocking out a few things on my to do list , and closing on our house (again...that's a blog post all in it's own). I also blame it on the fact that I've got lots to be thankful for.... Let me explain...
This first Thursday of March I'm so super thankful:
For my sweet, caring, amazing husband. Time apart always makes me appreciate him just a little bit more and reminds me that our time together is just so very important. He makes my heart happy and my smile bigger. I feel so very lucky....even if he did go to VEGAS without me.
poor guy...he misses me....
Things didn't turn out how I use to hope and pray that they would in High school (read my letters to my former self here and here.) My sweet baby brother has been having a hard time adjusting to all the emotional growth, drama, and lets be honest here....girls. (sorry to blast him....but he'll never know). I hate seeing it get him down but also remember being the same way. I just knew that at 17 years old I had it all figured out. Well thank goodness I didn't. It's like the Garth Brooks song "some of Gods greatest gifts are unanswered prayers". Ain't that the truth. It's so easy to forget that when those certain things that you pray about or try to make happen don't happen that it is because something better is just around the corner or that it just wasn't good timing.
That at the end of the day, I get to come home to a home that I love and am slowly making "our own". There is absolutely nothing like coming home to a place that you share with someone that you love. It's seriously my happy place. There are so many things I want to do to fix it up but at the end of the day, what matters most are the people who live here...all 2...well 3... of us if you include Tilly and I pretty much do.
For my amazing, beautiful crazy, sweet family. I can't stress enough how important my family is to me. I mean take my love for Dr. Pepper and multiply it by like 10000. Someone asked what I did this weekend and I cried telling them about how I got to watch Dave play baseball and just how proud I was of him. I don't get to see or talk to them as often as I would like to, but in my darkest hours they were my light and continue to make sure that I'm at my best. always. Family is my everything.
yes...more wedding pictures...sorry...but really I'm not...happy day
And for all of you...quit looking around...I'm talking about you reading this. Whether you just came, have been here since October, randomly read today's post, or for some reason read every day...I love that I can put myself out there and in return receive so much inspiration, motivation, and support. I absolutely love that about this bloggy world. So thank you.
Happy Thursday friends. I hope it is your best one yet. Be happy.