We had a delightful dinner on Thursday at my mother’s new digs. She had a large home, but being that she’s single once again, it was much more practical to move into an apartment that required little maintenance. I’ll admit I was a little concerned how we’d fit 2 men, 3 women, and 3 kids in her little place, but it was wonderful. The decor is great and it was a nice meal.
As I’ve been thinking about gratitude, this weekend especially, I realize that I have so many blessings. Dan & I have truly been richly blessed. We have our family. It’s eternal, it’s wonderful and it’s ours. We have Ava, who is so darling, even when she wakes up 5+ times a night. We have the gospel of Jesus Christ in our lives. That in and of itself is such a huge blessing. Lastly, as was pointed out in sacrament meeting last week, we are richer than 90% of the world as we have a roof over our head, clothes on our backs, food in the cabinets, and some money in the bank. When you think about it in those terms, it’s shameful to complain about anything.