Thankfulness in the sense that, even when things are going wrong (for what seems like constantly), we remember how much we have already been given.
I am human, I am just like you. I sometimes ask the question, "why" and maybe feel a little sorry for myself. My husband has even seen me throw a hyperventilating fit from time to time.
That's me.
It's crazy how we can so easily get sucked into the "but that's not what I had planned" phenomenon and use that as an excuse to just sit and wallow in our own self pity.
But you know what? That's the easy way out. That's the way for the cowardly!
And I choose not to be a coward.
I choose to trust that my plans aren't the best for me anyway, and whatever God has in store for our family will be far more fulfilling than the uneventful, perfectly polished picture I once had of our future.
Thankful. Today I am thankful.
I am thankful for my husband who lets me hyperventilate.
I am thankful for my (very close to) two year old, and her spunky, independent personality.
And I am thankful for Elam and how he continuously shows me how to see past imperfection, and teaches me to embrace it.
Things haven't been necessarily easy for us lately, in regards to Elam's health. A few weeks ago tests showed we needed to start cathing him four times a day. We half expected this, but it still stung our hearts a little.
Since then, he has had several reactions to several things, a UTI, and a strabismus diagnosis. All of which, in the big scheme of things, and a few years down the road, don't mean much, but in the here and now, it is a little stressful.
Although life is chaotic, we've got it pretty good. I choose to remember that today, and not take this time for granted.
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