I am rejoicing in thanks this day. Where can I begin? My list of gratitude is endless and growing each and every minute. I believe in love – the type of love that you read about in books and tears slip from your eyes when watching it in movies. I get to experience this love every day of my life. I am so thankful to have found the love of my life who continues to grow and learn with me as our relationship continues to change and evolve. And I am thankful that together we brought such a special life in to the world. When Luke was born Daddy Russ said one of the most perfect things, “How can you look at him and not believe in God?” When you look in to the eyes of a parent looking at their child, that is when you see gratitude.
My alarm went off at 5 a.m. this morning. I got us dressed, packed us up and then rushed to make it to a photo session for Luke’s Christmas photos. Then rushed back home to begin checking off my list of Thanksgiving baking and cooking. After several hours in the kitchen I could tell Luke really wanted some attention. I had so many more things to do but when that little boy came tugging on my leg I reminded myself that it was much more important to spend time with him than making the perfect Thanksgiving lunch. So I grabbed a blanket and we went out in the backyard and just laid down and looked at the clouds float by. What a perfect moment in time.
Just me. Lying in the grass. Zero makeup. Watching my healthy little boy. Being thankful.
This was the first time that I had to prepare the turkey. Normally Daddy Russ does it but he’s been insanely busy with work. We are deep frying our turkey this year so I went with injecting it. It was kind of fun!! Felt like I was giving it Botox! As you can see my little helper was always at my side.
Can’t have Thanksgiving without a pecan pie!
This Thanksgiving will have a bit of a hole in it – my great grandmother. This will be the first year that her famous rolls will be missing. I know tha her absence will weigh heavily on many of our hearts but we are so grateful to have had her for 95 years. My family is so dear and precious to me. This year I think we’ll all be hugging each other a little bit harder, laughing a little bit louder and loving one another a little bit stronger.
I am so grateful for love and life this Thanksgiving. Happy Thanksgiving from the Johnson family!
This is my sTORI being written as you read. – Love, Mommy Tori