I remember coming home from our last family vacation and having the same feeling.
thankfulness
In the midst of the everyday chaos of life thankfulness is not the feeling that comes first to my mind. It’s not that I’m not thankful. It’s just not the first thing I always think of. The list of “stuff” to do and what’s going on around me can easily mask that I truly do love my family. I love who we are and who we are becoming. We aren’t perfect by any means but right now, what we are doing is working for us. I love it.
I am thankful for my husband, the daddy of our three little crazies. I love how without an ounce of hesitation sucked the sand of a string cheese that was dropped at the beach this week…several times. Gave it right back to a little girl who was smiling so big at her daddy with thankfulness. He would do anything for us.
I am thankful for our little guy who made many friends on the beach with great confidence in himself. I think he sat down a total of 2 times the whole week while we were out on the beach. But this same little dude will still sit with me in the evening and snuggle for some “mommy Mason” time.
I am thankful for Kaia who would run and chase the birds along the beach. She woud run and dance and twirl with such freedom. She is her own person.
I am thankful for Theia who grew braver with each day and soon was conquering the waves on the boogey board. Though scared, she didn’t give up and kept trying. But she asked for help when she needed it. And that’s ok.
I learned from each of them this week. I saw things in each my family members that I want to instill in my own life more and more.
As a family we learn and grow together. We help each other. We let each other be who we really are. We accept one another.
We played hard on the beach, ate ice cream every night, we crashed on the couch and watched TV together, we listened to a lot of Disney Jams in car, ate a lot of suckers and practiced our best beaver skills (don’t ask). All good memories and all good makings of a family that does life together and has fun while doing it.
So with all this said. I once again needed this week of reminders to see how blessed I am to call them my family.
looks and sounds like such fun! a full heart is one of a mother’s biggest blessings in my opinion!
thanks Cassie:) I agree, a full heart is a blessing! I miss you friend! Hope the summer was a good one for you. Looked liked it!
We’re crazy blessed women!!! God is so great! ~ Blessings out from Maine sister, Amy