You know how the holidays make you all nostalgic? It's like you can't help sitting there with turkey or ham on your plate and reflecting back to the good ol' days (or the not-so-good ol' days) and thinking about how far you've come.
At H-Family Thanksgiving this year we did the usual tradition of going around the table and sharing the things we're thankful for. I went last because, if you've been reading over the year, I have one heck of a lot to say. I started thinking about all the people who love me, and who have loved and supported me through the crap times of infertility, the rocky months of daily vomiting, the exhaustion, the highs, the questioning of my faith, the return to my religious beliefs, the general awe of life and love and creation.
I feel like I owe so many thanks that I don't know what I've taken time to give. I realized that I might have let myself slip into a little too much G-wallowing and G-celebrating and not enough G-giving.
So this month I'm coming back. Gosh darn it I'm going to write again. And I'm going to remember how awesome all of you are. With your new loves and new locations and new babies and new jobs (and unfortunately some new heartaches out there too). You all are the best, and I remember it most when I take time to reflect like I do when I write.
So if this little blog still pops up on occasion and you happen to be reading this then yes, I'm talking about you. You're what makes me thankful. And tearfully happy. (Well, hormones help with the latter.) But for realz, with a z, you are the people that make me excited to be welcoming another person into the world next year. Look what extended aunts and uncles he's going to have!
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