If I can't muster it today--the Thankful Thursday--then I'd best get over myself.
We spent much of the trip to Great Falls yesterday listening to an NPR program about thankfulness (right after an hour-long program about overparenting and its perils), which should have put me in the right frame of mind for the holiday. But between the guilt-inducing program and the teeth-grinding screams issuing forth from the backseat, where Emerson was trapped in her most-hated carseat, I didn't feel much in the holiday spirit by the time I arrived.
But I need to get over it. And I'm working on it. Because let's face it--I've got tons to be thankful for. Tons.
An awesome family--both nuclear and extended. Usually healthy, usually happy children. The best husband I could ask for. A nice roof over our heads.
The problems that we have are temporary. The blessings that we have aren't.
Happy Thanksgiving.