This morning I woke up remembering last year. That Thanksgiving was a difficult day in this house. Elliott was on a one-year deployment in Egypt, I was 5 months pregnant with our little Lena, my grandmother died around 2am in Cincinnati, my entire family was with her except me, and I got up at 6:30am to get my dad’s phone call about my grandmother and then went in to work a 12-hour shift in the ICU.
It was a rough Thanksgiving. Although even then Elliott and I sought every reason to be thankful, we were very ready to pass that day by and look to the future.
Now we’re living the future, and we are together. Waking up next to Elliott instead of thousands of miles away from him… can’t ever take that for granted again! And now there’s Lena, too, our snuggle muffin and little joy. Although the difficulties of last year will always be with us (I miss my grandmother so much, I’ll never have a “newlywed year” with Elliott, etc.), God has indeed replaced a lot of our struggles with rich blessings and much joy these days. Take none of it for granted!
Is this Thanksgiving a special one of joy, or one in the middle of a year that you’re ready to see end? Life isn’t always “peachy keen,” I know. I’d love to hear about your joys and your struggles this year, knowing they often come hand in hand.