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For What I Am Thankful For Right This Very Minute: “Thanksgiving 2018”


Perseverance is what life is made of.

The endless cycle of highs and lows can be enough to make one question what it is all for. 

I know that these first lines may not sound like the beginning of a post about gratefulness but it is. 

For, without any true struggles, would we really know the value of our blessings?





Right off the top of my head I know what I am most grateful for this year: my mother. 

And I don’t just mean in a general way. I mean in the literally sense. In the way she is able to sit beside me, love me, and yes, even annoy me. She had major surgery seven weeks ago (https://bit.ly/2DPPKWv) and the fact that she is well on her way to being better and stronger than ever is no small miracle. 

This recent challenge brings me to the next item on my grateful list; those who got me through this tough time. 

There were the family members who I never doubted would me there for me, but continued to overwhelm me with love, support, and encouragement. 

In addition, I was blessed to have friends that constantly checked in on me, dropped off prepared meals so I wouldn’t have to cook, and sent get well presents to my mother. This support is what refueled me during my hardest, longest days, allowing me to than pass that positive energy along to my mother when she needed it most.





Next up is the newest addition and light of my family’s life; my baby Jerry. That is what I call her anyway. 

She is only seven months old and I already cannot remember what life was like without her. Seeing her adorable face and kissing her endlessly is now a hobby of mine and I don’t see that changing anytime soon. She is very clearly a love of my life and I am grateful to be apart of her’s. 

Last but not least, I am grateful for my health. While it is better than it has ever been, it is not perfect by far. However, I know I have the strength and support I need to deal with it and move forward. At least that is the attitude I am trying to have.

 “We tend to only focus on the mountain in front of us, not the ones we have already climbed.” 

That inspirational quote is a line from the CBS sitcom “Mom” and I feel it applies. As I said in the beginning, life is a series of ebbs and flows, and only the strong survive.


Each and every time I am able to lovingly prepare a holiday feast for my family, without simultaneously a migraine, is a blessing. 

This year as I sat down to eat, looking over at my mother who was well enough to assist me in the kitchen, prior to getting to visit our little bundle of joy pictured above, I couldn’t help but count my blessings. 

I pray all of your were able to do the same.

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