Thankful and Blessed

I can't believe it is that time of year again. Thanksgiving is over, our tree is up and FINALLY it is snowing.

Thanksgiving was different this year. My Zeyda (grandfather) was not here. My first holiday without him. I missed standing over him while he cut the turkey begging for a piece of crunchy skin. Our tradition, he and I. But I know he was with us in spirit. Looking down on us, knowing that despite missing him dearly we are all doing okay.

So aware of the things that are present which I am thankful for.

My amazing daughter. How in the world did I ever live without her in my life. She never stops amazing me. Her sense of humor, her intelligence, her energy, her beauty. I am so thankful that her surgery went well. Her recovery is going so much better than I could have ever imagined.

My husband. Although I make him crazy most days..can we put up the tree today....? He always comes through for us. He is such a great dad. I may never know the depths in his heart for our daughter.

My mom. She helps us so often and I'm not ever sure I tell her thank you enough or maybe sometimes not at all. She not only gives to us but it seems to everyone and never expects anything in return.

My grandmother. Such an amazing woman. I can only hope that if I live to 83 I can experience half the things she has.

I could list everyone else, friends, family, in laws, etc. but this blog would go on forever. I am thankful for each and every person who is a part of my life. Because of each of them, my life has been blessed.

I am thankful for the roof over our head, the clothes on our backs, the food on our table, because I know that not everyone is afforded such luxuries.

Thankful. Simply Thankful.