Our Thankfulness Runneth Over

I had every intention of writing a blog about Thanksgiving in time for Thanksgiving, but it didn’t work out that way. It’s a good thing that there is never an expiration on expressing thanks and gratitude.

It is good to give thanks!

As I look back on my year (my life, really), there are so many blessings, people, and opportunities to be thankful for. I couldn’t possibly name them all. But the most consistent and truest people that make all of life’s ups and downs bearable and even more joyous are my family. I went home to Huntsville, Alabama this past Thanksgiving to be with them. It was the first time in quite a few years that we made our way “up north” on Thanksgiving. I do not like the cold, so I had been avoiding all winter-type holidays anywhere north of Daytona Beach since moving to Florida seven years ago.

But our family was worth it. They have given so much to us. They cheered us on and believed in us when no one else did. They prayed for us, cried with us, corrected us, grew us, taught us, loved in ways that I am sure we can never really measure but only demonstrate by living life on purpose and making a difference wherever we can. The four of us (husband, two children, and me) are standing and walking a little taller this week, because of our time spent with our crazy, down-to-earth, and life-loving family.

Although we shouldn’t wait to be coaxed into being sentimental about family, I am thankful for holidays that help us focus on what really matters.

These are who matter to me the most, and I am humbled that we matter to them:


What or who are you most thankful for?


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