Sometimes it is easier to focus on the things I don’t have. But I’ve found that’s no way to live.
Instead I want to be someone who constantly feels blessed. Because in all reality I have everything I need, and more. So in honor of the season of Thanksgiving, I have decided to publicly express my gratitude this week on my blog for some of my many blessings.
I am thankful for my parents .
I am thankful that they were there to do all did all the normal stuff parents do. You know the stuff I am just now learning not to take for granted…
They changed dirty diapers. They helped me with my homework. They kept me clothed and fed (maybe you could even say they fed me excessively.) They paid for a mouthful of cavities and braces. They nurtured me when I was sick. They drove carpool.
But my parents also did do some extraordinary stuff. The stuff will mold me into the woman, the mother, the wife, I will hopefully will someday become. The stuff that makes makes my pretty emotional when I dwell on it too long…
They lead by example. They tell me I am smart, funny, a strong writer, and a good dancer (okay, so they lie.) They protect me when times are tough. They inspire me to be whatever and whoever I want to be. They fight for me at every turn. They understand when I made decisions they don’t “understand.” They show me the importance of walking through life with a family of friends. They teach me to appreciate a wonderfully cooked meal and a fine wine. They model how parents should selflessly love their children. They give me the encouragement and the freedom to venture beyond Dallas, Texas. But they always make sure I have a key to their house so I know that I can always return home.
Mom, Dad, I love you and I am so thankful for you. And I can’t wait to relax and enjoy this season of Thanksgiving with you. And Honey. And the Wilburs.