The last couple months can be summed up in a few words: extraordinarily trying and somehow normal.
In short, we had a great time at my sister’s wedding reception in August, we searched for a new place to call home, John left the country and spent some time down under, I searched and searched and searched and searched for houses, John came home, we found a house, bought that house, and now we have a home. I’m sure there are about 100,000 little stories I’m no telling, but for the time being I think this will suffice.
This has turned out to be a year that I will never forget. Some of it good, some of it bad, some of it scary, and some of it sad. This year has forced me to step back and appreciate every single day. Every single moment. Every beautiful sunset over the mountains. Every time I get to tell my family I love them.
I am thankful this year that I got the opportunity to live. I am thankful for the love of my life and his ability to love me when I don’t deserve it. I am thankful for clean water, food and a chance to breathe clean air. I am grateful for everything I can afford: my clothing, our car, our home and everything in it. I am thankful that my husband had 3 weeks off to help move into our new home. I am thankful for my friends near and far who have supported my decisions and shown me a love that sometimes I don’t feel capable of. I am thankful for my family who keep it real, keep it lively and keep on loving.
There’s so much more that I’m thankful for but this tops my list.