On this day of Thanksgiving, I have so much to be grateful for. I am married to my very best friend, I have parents who love me no matter how I screw up, and I have married into a family that treats me like I’ve always been a part of them. I have five dogs that I love like children and who keep me on my toes (all.the.time). I have a roof over my head, good health, and most importantly, a personal relationship with God.
There are so many little things that I take for granted: a functioning car, COFFEE, a cozy fireplace, farmers markets and grocery stores, fresh air, warm wool socks on chilly mornings, legs that can run and jump and hike, music and literature and well-made films that invite me into another world just for a little while, the ability to read and write and breathe.
When you list it all out like that, it is impossible to feel anything other than humbled and grateful. I would do well to remember that gratitude each and every day – not just Thanksgiving.
The dogs are also grateful on this day – here’s what they told me they were most grateful for:
Sawyer : “Beds. and couches.”
Wally: “Laps. and couches.”
Sasha: “Toys. and mom and dad.” (she’s so sweet…. and smart)
Ella: “Food. and crumbs. and warm blankets. and did I mention food?”
Annie: “Mom and Dad. and dirty dishes in the sink…..”
(please ignore the incredibly high pitch my voice reaches in this video … and do you notice how Annie eyes the stove at the very end, already contemplating if she should check for any food up there?)