I am thankful for my home. I love our house, I feel like we've been so blessed to find it and take care of it. I think I'll really miss it. Dan has been looking for some apartments, sending pictures and emails. A lot of them look nice, but a little empty and not very personal. I've started sorting through some stuff, deciding what we'll want to take with us and what to put in storage. (Trying to get a jump on things before the holidays and cousins come.) And while doing so have just felt very grateful for the opportunity we had to live here.



I am thankful for warm homes. It's been crazy cold this weekend.
I am thankful for a garage, so that I'd don't have to scrape my windows when it snows.
I am thankful for church, though it is three hours, and my children never hold still. I am grateful to attend my meetings, not to mention dropping Mary off at Nursery and eating Cheerios and Graham crackers with Abraham.
I am thankful for the approaching holidays. I love this time of year, I can't wait till cousins arrive, large dinners, pies, treats, snow, the smell of snow, apple cider and scones . . .