Thankful, thankful, thankful for...
Cutter's week of night shift being over...
hard runs in the rainy darkness...
other runners that will high-five me- thus allowing me to remember that we really are in this thing called life together...
bubbly wine shared with a friend, funny things that make me snort...
being allowed the privilege in this life to laugh so hard that I do snort...
a moment that hit me just right and transported me to another time, another place and the crystal clear memory of a dear friend...
reading to my boys who are learning to sit still and listen...
the ability to recall how it feels to sit in the silence of falling snow in the early morning hours...
the chill I was able to feel in Hawaii when the sun went down and the splash park was still misting me as I watched my babies run...
Hadley's improved rash...
the miracle that is Baking Soda baths in the kitchen sink...
and I am thankful for hope.
Thankful, thankful, thankful.
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