The second half of my children
are still here.
They are getting ready to spend
a few minutes with their grandmother
while I am enjoying a few moments of quiet-
a chance to pause and reflect.
|My daughter painted the frame, added the burlap,|
and the silver leaf ornament.
After reading my last post,
I realize how depressing it must have sounded.
I am brutally honest to a fault
when I share my raw emotions.
Today I choose to be thankful-
thankful for the simple pleasures...
Thankful for the simplicity of a child-like faith
that sustains me through the incredibly stifling places.
Thankful for the small things that
remind me of Christmases past,
gone but not forgotten.
My heart swells with pride for these
And precious memories of these.
May God give us peace
as we remember
what will no longer be.
Happy New Year,