|Photo credit | Memory Lane Photography|
I choose to see the greatness of our blessings today. Blessings of love and strangle-hold hugs and surprising eruptions of uncontrollable giggling amidst the warrior dance of a Class 5 Tantrum. Quiet cuddles and oodles of books with both boys on my lap as we do yet another round of breathing treatments. Examples of enduring love from both sets of parents, who both celebrated 50 years together this year and will be feasting with us today. Sprinklings of family all around - so much that we get to enjoy two turkey dinners (and twice the pie)! It's a pretty beautiful life when you step out of your little puzzle piece and get a glimpse at how it fits into the bigger picture.
And this big picture I've posted today makes my heart happy. It's not perfect by any means, but it's my family. It was taken near the end of our photo shoot and Kellan has lost pretty much all interest in smiling on command and is practically choking Mark. Trevor is gleefully kicking me in the back and the sun is so bright you can see all my squinty laugh lines. But the moment is real and this photo shoot was that one thing that went right on a day that was going all wrong. The twin terrors were in full force that morning (and immediately following), and yet for one magical hour on a sunny October afternoon, the boys posed and smiled and were patient and didn't fight and shouted "hooray for Christmas cards", because they knew it was important to me. It was the best gift. And it had nothing to do with "things" and everything to do with actions.
May our hearts and hands be filled with gifts of action this holiday season.
Happy Thanksgiving from my little family to yours!