Last night after driving 9 hours home from Boise (crazy snow!), I lay in my bed and couldn't fall asleep.
I felt overwhelmed with gratitude for life's blessings.
The drive home was long and scary. It could have been bad with a nine month old who hates being in his carseat, not to mention how dangerous the roads were. Beck was an angel though. Being at home for Thanksgiving was extra special this year for some reason. Even though we spent 182,000 hours watching college football, with results that I don't even want to talk about-it still felt so good to be home with my parents and Kaela and Garrett (AKA Gaela or Karrett, take your pick)
Honestly. I have so much to be grateful for.
One of my favorite parts about Thanksgiving is that it really opens the season for Christmas! We are going to put up our Christmas decorations tonight. With the help of this book, I am going to work on making this Christmas season about Christ.