I am Thankful

Today, I am thankful for Red Cups.

They are a symbol that I am blessed and live in a country where we are each free to believe and celebrate in the way that is most meaningful to us each-without fear for our lives.

I am thankful for the many, many service members who sacrifice tremendously to defend these freedoms. I am proud to call you friend, and father, and husband, and cousin, and uncle... and Loved.

I am grateful to those who gave all...‪#‎gonebutnotforgotten‬

I am thankful for the family members of military service members that sacrifice much as well-- especially to those who have supported me both while my husband was deployed and in the years of recovery since then. (Love you all bunches!!)

I am grateful for a God who does not control or manipulate, but rather invites- loving Unconditionally, offering Acceptance of each individual's unique make up. ‪#‎squarepegroundhole‬

I am thankful for God's boundless love that crosses divides rather than creating them.

I am grateful that this tenacious Lover of my Soul saved me, not just when I walked an aisle and said a prayer, but day by day, saving me from myself, from my anxiety and perfectionism and my tendency to over-do.

I am thankful that my God values relationship over religion.

I am thankful that I do not have to be perfect, because Jesus already was.

I am thankful for Mint Chocolate chip hot chocolate (and Spring mix with tomatoes and feta to balance it out), and for the freedom to post this without fear for body or life. ‪#‎freedomisntfree‬ ‪#‎grateful‬ ‪#‎thankfulandblessed‬
I am thankful for a hubby who holds down the fort so I can relax and get a treat after a hectic and overwhelming day.

I am thankful for times to re-charge and recover from my many responsibilities and I am thankful for all the love and support from my beautiful friends and family members along this special needs lifestyle!!





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