Runaway October

My chil­dren — They are healthy, ornery and intel­li­gent. My life is hec­tic, full and amaz­ing with them in it. They have thought me to be patient, to look at the world through dif­fer­ent eyes.

My hus­band — Though our mar­riage is still fresh, our part­ner­ship is any­thing but new. I am thank­ful that he is by my side, help­ing and sup­port­ing. He is the may­on­naise on my sand­wich of life — with­out him every­thing would be too dry. 

My mother — Cur­rently she is furi­ously scrub­bing “her bath­room” which hap­pens to be the main bath­room that a cer­tain mostly potty-trained lit­tle boy pees all over. She’s also made break­fast and cleaned the kitchen this morn­ing. Our house­hold would come to a grind­ing stop with­out her in it with us. Some may dread hav­ing their mother come to stay with em, but we absolutely adore her.

The rest of my fam­ily — Every one of them rounds out this lit­tle slice of life that I call my own. Were they not here some­thing would feel amiss.

The rain — While the mud in my dirt back­yard is not fun, I am happy to have the rain wash every­thing away. It gives us a chance to hun­ker down and enjoy time as a fam­ily while drink­ing hot spiced cider.

I am thank­ful that we are healthy, that we have a home and have food to fill our bel­lies. There are needy fam­i­lies who can­not say that they have health, wealth or hap­pi­ness like I can. Though money can be scarce most of the time, I am rich. For that I am eter­nally thankful.

Now… where’s the turkey?