Thanksgiving has grown to be my favorite holiday. A nice long weekend. Food. No expectations with regards to gift giving. Just being together with whichever family is rotated into this year's holiday schedule. And most importantly, a time to reflect and give thanks.
The hours, days and years go by quickly and not without challenge. But every morning, when I swing my legs out of bed and look to the east, I have some version of the sun rising in all it's splendor. A promise to a beautiful day. It's up to me to take it from there.
I am thankful God gave me boys. And he knew what he was doing. After my second son, Case, was born, many times I was asked if I was going to "try for the girl." Not a chance! My hands were full. I am thankful I got exactly the family I wanted.
My mid-life was never in crisis. I'm thankful I found my passion and for my partnership with my horse, Windy.
And for the best little herd of horses a woman could want!
When I was little, I dreamed of living in the country and having lots of animals. Here are Ritz, Bo and Madeline.
My "tomless" cat, Tom.
One-eyed Mickey (his eye was missing when he strayed onto our place).
The chickens were McCain's project and when he lost interest, became mine.
I'm thankful for my upbringing and although I miss my parents every day, I am thankful for my brother & sister and that as we reach middle age, we can still laugh till we cry.