What to say, what to say...
How to dig past all the junk and focus on gratitude when all I want to do is scream about how I am finished, done, and giving up.
Yes, we are still sick here.
Now, I hate being sick any time. And I hate when my kids and husband are sick, any time of the year.
But for every single one of us to be sick, for weeks and weeks with no end in sight, and at Christmastime when we would much rather be getting out in the winter air with friends and family to celebrate the season than sniffing and coughing and living off of ibuprofen while we go stir crazy at home?
Yeah, that's wearing us all thin.
Each cough I hear from my boys feels like it's taking chip after chip away from my soul.
Chip. Chip. Chip.
I hate it.
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.
I know this is no big deal. In the grand scheme of things, this matters very little. Things could be so much worse. So before I get even more whiny, I'll drum up some things I am grateful for today.
Christmas movies and music
strings of tiny lights making my home feel festive
strong, pleasant smells
five straight hours of sleep
Oh, and kleenex.
What are you thankful for today?