This Thanksgiving I was especially grateful for...
Electricity, hot water, an abundance of food and a warm home to call our own.
|stole this one from Nicki|
Front row seats on a warm Thanksgiving day watching the Macy's Thanksgiving parade.
A very special family.
I love my family, but several times during my life I've only focused on what it lacked. This Thanksgiving I saw my family in a whole new light.
My mother recently found out that she and her siblings have a full-blooded brother they never knew about. He was given up for adoption before they were born and my sweet, loving and admirable grandmother just told the family of his existence. A miracle happened when just a few days after they were told, my Aunt Sarah found him on an adoption website. Their brother, Steve, had been looking for his family for years.
This Thanksgiving the family was reunited.
|prepping Gram for the big reveal|
Many hugs, tears, memories and pictures were shared. My grandma said that, throughout the years, whenever anyone asked her how many children she had she said "four" but always thought "five" and now she could finally respond the way her heart did. The morning of the reunion my grandma's scripture-a-day calendar read:
"Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee." (Isaiah 49:15)
She took the card with the scripture on it and gave it Steve, along with a painting she made for him.
|My Aunt Sarah got "It's a Boy!" balloons and tied them outside in front of the house.|