I'm thankful for...
My mom. She's a dang saint, I swear.
All the amazing people that visit my Dad to read to him or help with his speech therapy or
just give my Mom some free time.
I'm thankful for that one time Tom came over and sifted my contact
out of my sink drain with a pair of nylons.
I'm thankful for Nick helping us out with our Jeep.
Indoor volleyball that keeps my kids busy.
homemade cranberry orange sorbet.
18 more months.
Joyce because she truly loves my kids.
Boston because he is trying hard to keep the
lines of communication open even though that has always been very hard for him.
Mason because he is still helping me to get past my dislike of hugs.
Sidney because she always reminds us of FHE and prayer time.
one very warm pair of black Ugg boots
hilarious friends. The ones I see all the time and the ones I don't see too often.
My husband's closed mouth smile.
Incredibly frank discussions.
my stapling and question asking skills. ( Elise, what was that last skill again? I forgot.)
long phone conversations with my sisters.
President Thomas S Monson.
The holy ghost.
My family's health.
Singular. Helps keep Mason and Sid's asthma under control.
Should I keep going. I don't want to bore you to death. I'm feeling very grateful these days. I think you get the idea. I'll stop here.
6 hours ago