On this Thanksgiving Day my thoughts are focused on what I’m thankful for most – my three favorite boys I call my family. It’s much too easy to think of all the “things” in our lives that we wish we had, think we somehow need, or even foolishly think define part of our worth. On the contrary, it’s the “nothings” in our lives that truly matter most – the things that can’t be bought, that don’t collect dust, or whose value doesn’t fade over time.
To Husby, thank you for believing I can do anything in life. For helping me see the rainbow after life’s little rainstorms. For thinking I’m the cutest when I’m mad. For being a Daddy that lives a life worthy of the name, hero.
To Gage, I’m thankful for each day that begins and ends with your twinkly smile. For the way you think of others happiness over your own. For the little perk in your step. For the way you twiddle my hair and make sure I’m never too far.
To Baby Beckam, thank you for the sweet peace you bring. For being my little owlet with your adorable round eyes and constant coos. For being excited to grow and learn. For letting me snuggle and smother you to pieces.
To my boys, I truly give thanks. And more importantly, thanks to a lovely Father in Heaven who saw fit to put you in my life.
You make me the happiest girl in the world and thankful for nothing but you!