Five Things I’m Thankful For…
1. My job. I absolutely love my job. Like, looooooooove. I love the people I work with and the people I work for. It’s more than just an office, it’s literally like hanging out with my friends everyday. Not only are they the best people to work with, I know I could call any one of them, in the middle of the night for whatever reason and someone would be at my house within 10 minutes for whatever I needed. And I’m not joking when I say the most drama that happens at our office is where to eat lunch. We’ll throw down for a good lunch. I don’t always love the tasks I have to do or the emails I have to answer, but I leave the building on a daily basis thankful for the privilege (yes, it’s an actual privilege) to work where I work.
2. Healthy kids and a healthy Huz and health insurance. I think this is pretty self-explanatory. But regardless, I’m thankful that Huz and I work at companies where health insurance for us and our kids is a priority. We went for a long time without health insurance for our kids and let me tell you, I’ve never been more thankful to take them to a dentist when they were first eligible for coverage. I will note, they weren’t quite as excited as we were.
3. Living in the USA. Many of you already know, but I am adopted. I was born in Korea in 1980 and flew over to Washington at just 3 months old. I don’t know my birth mother or any details for that matter about where I came from. Even my birthday of November 25th is a bit of a guess. But what I do know is that I am thankful. Especially with the events going on around the world as of late, I am so thankful to be adopted into the amazing family I was given to and to live in this incredible country. A country where I can freely worship Jesus, work outside the home as a woman, vote for the next leaders of our country, publish this blog where I can write what I want and the list goes on and on. And on.
4. Shoes & Socks. I walked outside this past weekend and the cold wind literally took my breath away. It’s about that time here in the PNW, where you have to wear layers of socks around the house. Winter is coming. My kids tend to run hot and would wear shorts year round if they could, but I always think of those kids without a warm coat or socks and shoes. We do a Shoe Fundraiser at my work every year and I’m always shocked at the number of kids who don’t have a good-fitting pair of shoes. I’ll post more about the fundraiser when it starts later this month and you all can donate too if you want!
5. Grace. The longer I am a parent, the more I am coming to understand grace. My kids aren’t perfect. They fail tests, they sneak candy out of the candy bucket, they watch things they aren’t supposed to on television, they jaywalk, they’ve stolen things and lied straight to my face. And I’ve gotten mad, lost my temper, said things out of anger, and punished when I should have forgiven. But the minute they say they’re sorry with genuine remorse and tell me they love me, it’s like all is forgiven. I’m so thankful for Jesus’ unconditional grace and that He’s forgiven me over and over and over and over again. Every day