Thankful

I realize I'm not much of a blogger anymore and I'm sorry.  It's just not one of those things that can receive priority in my life right now.  I know everyone is busy but lately, I've been incredibly busy.  I'm rarely home and when I am it's all I can do to stay awake long enough to wash a load of clothes.  Thank goodness for my housekeeper who keeps on top of my cleaning and laundry. 

This weekend, I worked 40 hours on a community fundraiser.  That's 40 hours spread over only 3 days.  I'm wiped out.  On Friday, I didn't see Henry once.  That's tough on me and tough on him.  Bless David's heart for holding the fort down for the 3 long days.  He's a good one, for sure.

Everyday, I feel every minute from the minute I get up to the minute I go to sleep, is completely full.  There is no relaxation in my life right now at all.  But strangely, I'm fine with that.

I have healthy children who continue to grow and thrive everyday.
I have a husband that is good and kind and patient and loving.  And has no hobbies (like hunting) that don't involve his family.
I have a job that I'd work unpaid.  Not many people can say that. 
I have a cozy little house that keeps us warm and dry.  And a fabulous housekeeper to keep it kept.
I have possibly the cutest little puppy that ever walked planet earth.  (More on Molly later.)
I have no needs that aren't met.  Not many people can say that, either.

Life, though unbelievably busy, is unbelievably wonderful.  And for that, I am unbelievably thankful.

Happy Thanksgiving, friends.  Wherever you may be.