WoW, where has the time gone? It's been over a month since I've put anything on here. Not that I don't have things to say, but, more like, there is nothing exciting enough to sit down and write about.
Thursday we'll celebrate Thanksgiving. To some it's about the turkey, others it's the football, maybe it's the extra time off work.
I've watched as some on facebook made their status' about what they are thankful for this month. I'd thought about doing that, but I didn't. It's not that I'm not thankful, or I don't care, I just....didn't.
And I am thankful.
I'm thankful for God's love and salvation.
I'm thankful for my little family, and my big family. I love that I know I can call them when I'm sad, happy, in need, or just need an ear to talk to.
I love my church family. They've welcomed Alex and I into their families.
I'm thankful for a house, with a low payment.
I'm thankful that our cars are paid off and our appliances run well (well, except for the dryer that burns Alex's shirts!)
I'm thankful that I have in-laws that care for us, and we don't have the "classic in-law" problems of hating each other.
I'm thankful that my husband has a good job that allows me to stay home with my kids.
But this year, I'm most thankful for the time I DID have with my family members that are gone. I had a good relationship with both my grandparents. I can think back of when they were here and smile, knowing that we were close.
I'm thankful that I knew Josh and even though he was taken from us too soon, we had a friendly relationship.
And I'm thankful for Jason. Right now I still cannot talk about him, think about him, or even write about him without tears, but I loved him. He was a special boy to me. Mom let me "help" raise the boys, and Jason was the first one. I didn't "raise" him as much as I did the other two (especially Jesse) but to a 10 y/o I thought I was big stuff taking care of him.
Jason knew we loved him, and could turn to us in his times of need, and I'm thankful that I know that.
In his last week here, he'd texted me telling me things that had upset him, and I'm glad he did. Not so I knew his problems, but so I had a peace that it wasn't something I had or had not done.
This Thanksgiving, I'm thankful for peace.