A Messy Morning and Full Heart: Happy Thanksgiving

I am writing this from the car…hey, y’all!

This morning was chaotic in the most familiar way.

Small argument with my husband about something tiny. Trying to get out the door at noon and somehow not leaving until one. The kitchen is a disaster from my husband making the mac and cheese. Toys are everywhere in the living room. And all I could think was how much I hate coming home to a messy house after a long day out.

But as I grabbed my purse and rushed out the door, I whispered one word to myself. Gratitude.

Right in that moment I felt this wave of perspective hit me. I am blessed to have both my parents and both my sisters to rush over to. I have a brother in love and sweet nephew too! I am blessed to have a husband who can get on my nerves sometimes, but make me smile soon after. I am blessed to have a son whose little toys cover the floor because he is here, growing, and loved.

My life is full. Overflowing even.

So what if I am late. Who is even keeping time?

Happy Thanksgiving, friends.

May today remind you of what matters and give you a quiet breath of gratitude right in the middle of the mess.

-V.