Last night, I was baking three pies and praying the power wouldn’t go out. The kids were running about like turkeys with their heads cut off. As they ran laps around me in the kitchen, Nora toddling after Charlie, both with huge toothy grins, I thought about how genuinely thankful I am for these little moments. For the joy in the middle of the chaos. The unconditional love amidst the stress. The dance parties and the pants-free Sundays. The hugs and the smiles and the belly laughs.
Life isn’t always easy. In fact, it’s mostly not. This last year has been a pretty rough one for me. But more so, it has been awesome. In the middle of all the chaos, there is beauty. Even if we can’t see it at the time. And for that I am thankful!