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Gratitude in spades

What a great weekend.  It followed a tough week. My Mom was sick, a fluke thing, that knocked her on her butt, and gave us all a scare.  She is on the mend, and doing much better.  I have an awful lot to be thankful for.  I am really grateful to have a sister who is a medical professional.  It makes such a difference, when someone you love is in the hospital, to have someone who can, and will garner professional courtesies on your behalf.  I can't tell you how many times my sis has saved my butt in the ER.  She was there for Mom last week, and boy oh boy, did that make a difference.

I am also incredibly grateful for my Brother-in-law, who thought nothing of driving us 8 hours to Arizona, to get to Mom as quickly as we could.   I am super grateful for my husband, who without hesitation, planning, or notice, took on all 5 kids, and their schedules, for the whole weekend, without giving me a moment of guilt.  That Brenda Thorn raised two incredible sons, and by the grace of God, my sister and I managed to get them as husbands.

I am grateful for my sons.  From the oldest to the youngest, they fill me up, and make me feel incredibly loved.

I am grateful for a weekend of fun, food, and relaxation.  For naps, for football games, for the Ravens beating the Chargers (and my hubby and Jack being there to see it).  For a reminder to remember the small graces, and the big ones.  Each day is a gift.  Each hug a treasure.  Thank you Lord, for your love, grace, mercy and provision.  For forgiving me, who was once so far from you, and blessing me with all this!  Amazing.

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