Happy belated Thanksgiving. I hope yours was as wonderful as ours was. This year has had me thinking, as it comes to a close. This has been one of our most trying years yet–In family, marriage, finances, self, and raising babies. No complaints here, just observations. I have so much to write about in regards to each of these subjects, but in reflection, I honestly am not sure if there has been a year I’ve felt more thankful, despite everything. I have my health, I have my boys, and we all have a home with food on the table. So many times, I have caught myself stressing over what is going wrong…debt, due bills, schedule conflicts, body image etc…all the little annoyances that can creep their way into our day to day. Something switched along the way. I began attending therapy regularly again (more on this soon), and I began to allow myself to be unapologetically vulnerable to those closest to me–still working on stretching that vulnerability further outward. I began to control my thoughts a bit more, and change my mindset to “I get to…” rather than “I have to…” In just the tiniest changes like those, I really began to feel a gratitude I never really felt before, sure, I’ve always been thankful, but this year I am truly beholden. I’m beholden to this family of mine, this life I have been given, and to the heavens above. Like the old saying goes, “We may not have it all together, but together we have it all.” Sending some of my overflowing gratitude to each of you who have so graciously spent your time here, with me, with us. This platform still proves to be one of my favorite places in this entire world. It’s my sacred journal, and I’m just so glad I decided to click publish all those years ago. I’m just not sure how I got so lucky, but I couldn’t be more appreciative that I did.