So I may be a few days late finally getting this typed out, but with work and 3 very active little boys there are only so many hours in a day. And I can’t do it all and I’m done trying. And I’m ok with that.
On Monday we celebrated Edric being home for 2 months! We didn’t really have a formal celebration, but I remembered to take photos that I will someday actually print out and put in his life book, but right now are safe on my camera and phone. Besides that it was a pretty normal day, except the boys decided that the supporting pole in the basement makes a great fire pole and if they push the cooler up next to it they can climb that and slide down it and “go fight the fire”. It’s a good thing I have lots of friends in the ER. Moms of little girls- you have no idea what you would be willing to allow and deem “safe enough” because it keeps the little boys entertained and happy for hours. And broken bones heal.
We had planned on running the Pilgrim Run Thursday morning but the snow and 15 degrees changed our minds. I was ok running in the cold and snow, but I didn’t think it would be the wisest thing to put a 2 year old and a 3 year old in the stroller in that kind of weather for a 4 mile run. Despite numerous layers they would have gotten cold and miserable. Just not worth it.
As I reflected that day on all the things I have to be thankful for I was kind of blown away. I didn’t get much of a chance to share and truly reflect, as chasing 3 boys who prefer to be naked or dressed as super heroes, or that day “pirates”, and helping prepare the meal and get it served to my family, parents and brother before I headed to work that afternoon takes up a lot of time, but during my drives back and forth to work the past few days I’ve had some good thinking time.
I’m thankful for a young girl who almost 35 years ago realized she was in over her head and made the very painful but loving decision to choose life and offered her daughter up for adoption.
I’m thankful for the young couple who were beyond excited and full of love and raised me up as their daughter and have supported, loved, encouraged and taught me and helped shape me into the woman that I am today. I’m thankful for my two brothers and the memories that we share and fun times we’ve had.
I’m thankful for a shy young man full of God’s love and grace who I fell head over heels in love with and who fell along with me. I’m thankful for the way he serves and gives his time and energy to our family and our relationship. Whether its packing my lunch/dinner for each of my shifts to holding down the fort and teaching and loving on the boys while I’m at work, to his care and concern for others and his deep desire to learn and grow.
I’m thankful for a certain 6 ½ year old boy who smiles with his eyes and loves to learn and loves to play and laugh. He has a sweet and caring heart and deeply cares about those he encounters. He thinks deeply and tries hard in all he does and makes each day a little brighter for each that he encounters.
I’m thankful for a 3 ½ year old who is zaney and funny and full of life. He has brought much laughter and joy to our family and I love his snuggles. He is black and white and nothing fazes him and he lives each day to the fullest and has a great imagination and joy for life. He is loyal to those he loves.
I’m thankful for a 2 ½ year old who has lost all that he has known and that loss will be a part of him forever, but has brought so much to our family and our lives. I am thankful for his adoration of his brothers and his sweet spirit and desire to help and be a part of everything going on. He shares great big smiles and sweet sweet hugs and goes 110% all day long. He is adjusting well and a blessing in our lives each day.
I am thankful for the family that loved and cared for him for over 2 years and prepared him to be a part of our family. They rocked him when he was sleep and took him to the park and shared many of his firsts and will always be a part of our family now.
I’m thankful for another young woman an ocean away who though likely scared and alone also chose life for the son she carried and made that difficult decision to have him be adopted.
I’m thankful for a job where I get to meet people from all walks of life and at all different stages and ages in their journey around the sun. I meet them in some of the hardest and most venerable times of their lives and get to care for them and hopefully offer hope and peace and care and love. I’m thankful for the amazing team of people that I get to share that awesome task with and walk through life with day in and night out in the ER. We’ve shared tears, joys, and too many laughs together and I couldn’t ask to work in a better spot with better people.
I’m thankful for so many other things, health, a home, food, my church, dear friends, and I could go on and on. Each of these things is truly a gift, none of which I deserve and often I need to stop and really reflect and truly be thankful for the gifts I have been given. So many in this world and even in my town have so much less, I can’t say that I have these gifts because my God loves me, because He loves each and everyone the same and so many don’t have. And there’s a lot I don’t understand and a lot of hurt and loss and pain and grief and anger and ugliness in this world. And so instead of shouting that I have blessings because my God loves me (which makes no sense because He loves all) I think instead I will work to be a blessing to those I encounter as a reflection of His love for them.