My husband was suppose to be home today. He got forced to work. Again.
It has taken me a while, but I think I am finally at the point where I can truly say I’m ok with it, and I will let thankfulness and joy replace my disappointment. After all, there is always something to be thankful for. Always.
Our house. Those crazy awesome snow-covered mountains. We’re healthy. Our church. I could go on and on and on… my heart truly is filled with joy and gratefulness.