I am pretty sure that the days and years are going by faster than they did 5 or 10 years ago. Yes, they have to be.
No, it can’t have anything to do with me getting older. It can’t because I’m only 34 and old is older than me.
But, I could have sworn we just had Thanksgiving!
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite times of the year. Most of you probably share that sentiment with me.
Everyday of the year is a day to be grateful for all we have. Each one of us has been blessed beyond all measures of what we deserve.
On Thanksgiving we can put away the stresses of daily mundane life and truly remember (aloud to others) how God has blessed us over the last year.
Not unlike many of you, the past year for my family has been filled with the complete unexpected. Never would I have believed you if you told me last Thanksgiving that this year I would spend turkey day in California without any extended family.
Last Thanksgiving was an exciting time for our family. We had only been living in our new home for 6 months and we had the new challenge of creating an entire meal gluten-free. We invited dozens of people and dozens came! We were content and “full” with life as it was.
We’re not always allowed to stay in our warm cozy comfort zone, are we?
In January of this year my husband was undeniably called into the ministry. Really didn’t see that coming but really couldn’t deny the obvious.
In March we knew God was leading us to California…in August. Being the queen of denial my support and excitement had no bounds. Afterall, August was months away.
Reality hit me as we drove up to a house we’d never seen before at midnight on August 16th. Cars, lots of cars, lined the neighborhood streets and only the house number differentiated the house we were to start our new life in. Did we really just leave our cozy dream home, travel half-way across the US, bring a mere fourth of our belongings and move to California?? Really?
It took me more than 2 months to stop crying each night. Was I being grateful? Was I seeing the continued blessings I was receiving each and every day? Sadly, no. Contentment was, and still is, something God is working in me diligently. I can say that things are better. I have begun lifting my head when I walk to check my mail and you know what? The mountains are GORGEOUS!
How did I miss them for more than 2 months?!
In Texas we aren’t quite sure whether a really big hill is to be called a mountain. Here there is no doubt.
So what’s the point of all my rambling? To share my life with you. To let you know that no matter how great my life looks on a glossy computer screen and no matter how many dozens of amazing cloth diapers I have, I’m still just a struggling mom like you.
Everyday there are opportunities I miss because I’m too selfish to see them. Everyday I fail to give thanks for the obvious blessings instead focusing on the frustrations.
With Thanksgiving just 5 days away I give thanks for the family who has invited us into their home for that day. A family who has done tremendous things for us since moving here. Together we will prepare a gluten free Thanksgiving feast, our kids will play and we will all rejoice in the surprising, unexpected gifts from the Lord we have received over the last year.
Who will you celebrate Thanksgiving with this year?
What are you giving thanks for?
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