There are times I look around, and I am absolutely amazed at the wonderment that surrounds me.
It sounds so horrific and cheesy, but it never ceases to amaze me that people search their entire lives for what I see when I look into my husband’s eyes…
Looking around and hearing my step-son laugh, or watching my mom content and reading the latest tabloid gossip..
My house – although built with brick and mortar, has been made into a home by my family..
There is food in the cupboards, and warmth each night in our beds.
Mornings filled with soft words and softer kisses.
Evenings sometimes rushed with cooking and eager voices, but always ending with love and kind words.
Love that knows no distance – albeit an hour or 8 between my siblings. My sister is not only my sister, but also my best of friends.
This is my life, and even in the darkest of times there is always a glimmer of light.
Hopes and dreams are never in shortage, and for that I am grateful.
Even in the midst of anger and hurt, there is never doubt or suspicion. I am thankful for loyalty and determination.
I am grateful for the random patch of lilies that I gaze on outside my kitchen window.
I am grateful… for it all.
Emmbeezee 