I have been a little angry. Not wanted to move from my anger. Stuck and kind of liking it. Knowing that I have so many reasons not to be in this place but having a struggle to move on. Not wanting to brush over the feelings but knowing it is time to move foward.

We went chasing snow today. Mom, the kids, and I; fresh snow falling straight from the heavens. We drove up Signal Mountain to watch the snow, throw snowballs, taste the joy of snow on our tongues. Gaze in wonder as Rem saw snow for the first time. Pure joy. Taste and see that the Lord is good. We tasted this morning and know that He is good.

How do you move from one place to the next, one potentially damaging emotion to a healthy emotion. What changes the view of your heart? I love Thanksgiving. Yet I forgot to give thanks each day for the little gifts of the day. Letting the circumstances of cancer crowd out the gifts each day brings. Being angry that my week has a trip or two to the doctors office. Planning a trip around white blood cell counts. Having to nap several times a day, to tell the girls I can’t do something because I am too tired. To watch someone else fix their meals, brush their hair, give them a bath. Forgetting to give thanks for the gift of helping hands.

I am a little behind on celebrating Thanksgiving and will start this Advent Celebration with a few of the things I am thankful for today.
Getting through my first round of chemotherapy with relatively few issues.
A beautiful birthday celebration surrounded by dear sisters and friends.
Traveling to SC to be with my sister and her family.
Listening to Abi struggle through one of her first books and the joy on her face when she finished reading the book.
The gift of hearing the Word of God truthfully preached at our church on Sunday.
Christmas lights shining brightly in the night.
Seeing our little girl twist and turn on the ultrasound screen, beautiful fingers and toes wiggling away.
Knowing and feeling the love of Christ from the many churches and people around our great country.
My little girls, sisters, walking, hand in hand, step in step, into a store. Giggles and smiles to each person they see.
Christmas lists and plans.
Prayers.
Joyfully getting ready to celebrate the birth of the one who changing my life with His Love.

There is definitely a time for anger, a reason to be angry but it is not for me to stay angry. So give thanks.
The gifts of each day must be counted, noticed, pointed out. My heart is full of thanks.