days like this... gorgeous weather. a breeze through open windows across the house. late coffee on the patio. fluttering butterflies and birds chirping. the dogs playing and rolling in the grass, basking in the sun. my handsome husband and happy children. this slow and lazy sunday has given me time to reflect. reflect on love, life, and family.
in this moment, i am content.
i am thankful for my husband.
he frustrates the crap out of me sometimes.
he's stubborn as hell (as i sit here and watch him fight with a tent. he's losing).
he often forgets to take out the trash.
i see these traits in my youngest especially and i adore him for it. i have no concern that my daughter will know how to hold her own as she gets older.
he is also patient, and kind, and a genuine, humble man. i see these characteristics in my son and i know Cohen will grow up knowing how to treat people, and especially women, with love and respect.
he is a super, fantastic, kick ass dad and a devoted and loving husband.
he is creative and artistic.
he is great with words.
he is romantic and thoughtful.
he is a really good listener.
he's the most comforting shoulder around.
he makes me laugh every day.
he is my best friend. my confidante. the person i've chosen to share my life with and build my life around. he is my end all, be all and i love him for it. he's also pretty damn handsome.
even in these ugly oakleys.
i am grateful for him in ways he will never know. he has picked me up when i'm feeling low, and stood by me when i needed support. his hand is always near and ready to hold. i am thankful for that.
and then there are these people.
how does a mother even begin to describe her children? these two people, who filled my belly and my heart before i even knew what they looked like.
they gave me purpose i didn't even know i needed.
they gave, and continue to give, my life meaning in ways i can't even wrap my head or heart around.
they teach me lessons i didn't know i needed to learn.
they make me a better person every day.
they challenge me and drive me up the wall as they bounce off of them, but they make this house a home.
they make this life of mine full and complete.
i see myself in them, the traits i've passed along, and they overwhelm me with pride as they form their own personalities and thoughts and beliefs.
they each have their own distinct sense of humor.
their own distinct ways of learning.
their own distinct ways of effecting this world.
i was given the responsibility of caring for them, nurturing them, making them into the best people they can be, and yet they are the ones who are giving me the gift i can never fully repay. they look to me for everything they need: food, shelter, someone to tie their shoes. one day, they won't need me for any of these things but i will always look to them, for the rest of my life, for my purpose for being. my purpose for living. i am beyond thankful for my babies. i simply wouldn't be me without them.
so, today, i am content. in this still moment, with the breeze through my hair, my husband beside me, and my children's laughter filling my heart, i am thankful. thankful for this life they have given me. i could not ask for more and there's nowhere else i'd rather be than here with them.
take a moment to think about what you are thankful for and share it with me below =)
