This Morning

5161C82C-5899-4D47-B6EC-47C2BCA1343EIt’s the morning after Thanksgiving, and my heart is still so full of thanks, I had to sit down to write. It’s about 35 degrees this morning in Rogersville. I’m curled up in my favorite big, green chair in front of the fireplace, under a cozy blanket. The only sounds I hear are the cars driving up and down Main Street.

On this floor of the house, my two children are still sleeping soundly. We had a big, fun day with family yesterday. I knew this morning would be a time for sleeping in. I looked through some pictures we took of our family Thanksgiving yesterday, and I’m amazed at how quickly they are growing up. I have two teenagers. I’m not even really sure exactly how that happened. It seems like yesterday, I had these two adorable little babies with heads full of dark hair. One loved her paci and one was a thumb sucker. I loved wrapping them up like little burritos, all snug and warm in a blanket, and just holding them and staring at them. I think most parents can relate. You remember those nights you would creep silently into their rooms at night just to watch them sleep? A love so big you just knew your heart would burst.

Ava used to play a game with me where she would look up at me while I was cradling her, and she’d have the big paci in her mouth. She’d POP it out very quickly, and crack up laughing, then put it right back in, and start the game over. It was hysterical to watch! She was so sharp and witty, even as an infant.

Eli always, always had that thumb in his mouth when he was little. It was generally accompanied by his thumb stuck right between his lips, and his next two fingers up each nostril. I have photographic evidence of this if anyone ever needs to see it!  In his other hand, most definitely, you could find a monster truck of some sort.  These children have grown up on me literally overnight. I blinked, and they are almost in high school. I love them so much it hurts.

In my room downstairs, sleeps the love of my life. In a million years, I never, ever would have imagined the circumstances that I’ve woken up to today even being a possibility. This man, who shared a sweet moment in time with me 24 years ago, and drifted back into my life through God’s awesome timing, has seamlessly fit in exactly where he is supposed to be. Right here, right now. I’m so blessed to get to love him, and to be loved by him. He loves me well.

(Disclaimer: At bedtime last night, I got into my car and went and stayed the night with Jessica and her crew. This is our routine for when Jeff comes to visit. Alternate sleeping arrangements are always planned out. My children will only witness a man staying overnight with me in this house when we are married. I felt clarification was in order.)

So, this chilly Friday morning, I tiptoed into the house, not wanting to wake anyone. While everyone is still sleeping, I have some quiet moments to give thanks and gratitude to God for all of it. From this warm house, to the precious souls who occupy it… from the love that fills each space between these four wall, to the practically overwhelming joy that springs forth out of me daily- I’m just so thankful to God. This house has seen a lot in the ten (plus) years we’ve been here. Some of the memories are difficult ones. What sweet victory it is to know that God has arranged for this newly-realized family to create new, wonderful memories here together. The best Thanksgiving holiday I can recall ever having. So very much to be thankful for today and everyday. I am a blessed woman.

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