When I sit on my front porch on a quiet rainy fall day, and reminisce about all the times I sat on this swing with my boys, my arms around them, one on each side. Thankful! Very Thankful.
The sound of the rain, cars going by, also reminds me of being at grandmas house as a kid.
From one end of life to the other, the Lord gives good gifts, and you learn to give thanks in all things, even the sad, even the difficult, and I count myself fortunate to have memories like a beloved patchwork quilt, to wrap warm around me on this chilly rainy Autumn day.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!