This holiday weekend, I’m taking the time to thank the people who really matter the most to me – my family.

This Thanksgiving, I’m trying really hard not to dwell on the whole job thing and to focus on what really matters. I have long been a fan of keeping a gratitude journal, although, truthfully, I just don’t have the time to formalize that process and keep an actual journal. However, I do make a point of trying to be mindful of the things for which I am grateful. So, with that said, I am putting together a series of letters to be read at Thanksgiving dinner. 

To my loving Hubs, How do I even begin to tell you how grateful I am for you? You are constantly by my side, cheering me on and loving me, no matter what. You make me happier than I ever thought I could be and you have taught me all about the meaning of new beginnings. I love that our dreams for the future are just starying to come true and I love seeing our love life on in the faces of the kids. I love you so much and can’t wait to grow old together.

To my Baby, I never knew how much I could love someone until I met you. You are my little monkey and my miracle child. I am especially thankful to you because you teach me on a daily basis how to love with my whole heart without reservation. Your enthusiasm is contagious and your laughter is infectious. From the day I found out I was pregnant with you, I wondered what you’d be when you grow up and now I know – you will be the kind of woman people admire because you don’t do things halfway. You love unabashedly and find joy in every nuance of life. I love you so much and can’t wait to watch you grow up.

To my Big Kid, until I met you, I had no idea what it meant to actually be a mother. I always thought that a mom was the person whoput meals on the table, dispensed wisdom, and enforced rules, as warranted. But there is so much more to it that that. There’s no way you can know the heartbreak I share with you when you suffer through a setback, and there’s no way you can understand that it really does hurt me more than it hurts you when we have to punish you. Although I didn’t carry you in mt belly, I carried you in my heart, even if I didn’t know it at the time. So, thank you for teaching me how to be a mother.

To my mom and dad, even though you’ve both been gone for years, I still carry you with me every day. I am thankful to both of you for so many things that it’s almost impossible to list them all. However, I am most grateful for your having shaped me into the person I am today, for better or for worse. You taught me morals and value and that character does count for something. You taught me to never compromise and you taught me to always follow through on my word, no matter what the cost. I love you both so much and miss you all the time.

Who are you thankful for this Thansgiving? What are you grateful for? 

 

 

Sara Barton is a full-time writer, wife, stepmom, and mommy. She is also a budding domestic goddess. Read all about her exploits on the homefront at So Many Flavors, So Little Time!