I was making the boys' beds Sunday morning when I suddenly noticed silence in the house. It was too quiet in fact. Then, as if directed, I heard Gavin's hearty laugh coming from the front yard. Looking out the boys' windows, I see my family sneaking a bit of pre-church play in the front yard. Sean is pushing Gavin on the tree swing while Logan is shoveling leaves besides them with a sandbox toy. Everyone still in their pajamas. Everyone still wearing their house slippers; Gavin wears the Spiderman ones while Logan wears Lightening McQueen.
A wave of gratitude filled my heart as I reflected on that moment. I quietly said a prayer of thankfulness. We live on a quiet street in a central location of this bubble we call Peachtree City. We are healthy, happy, and loved. Heavenly Father has blessed this phase of our lives immensely and we have much to be grateful for this Thanksgiving.
On Monday night, we had Family Night where we took turns revealing what we were grateful for right now. Logan said corn and edamame since that is part of what we had for dinner. Gavin said his school and church friends. Sean said his job and Peachtree City. I said my healthy body and the sun. Then we ended our round with naming each other; Gavin said Logan, Sean said me, Logan said Gavin, and I said Sean. We have each other, and truly that is a thought of gratitude.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family this Thursday.