It’s been a very busy and very emotional week, and as it comes to a close I have a lot to be grateful for.
I am grateful that Anna received the Body and Blood of Jesus for the first time in the Blessed Sacrament of the Eucharist.
I am grateful that Anna’s Godparents could make the drive up from Sacramento for her First Communion Mass on Saturday, and that we got to spend the day with them.
I am grateful that Julia’s “medical procedure” was successful, and that—following her recovery—she will free from the chronic pain that she has suffered with for the last year or so. (Out of respect for her privacy, that’s all I am saying.)
I am grateful for all those who have prayed for her and continue to pray for her recovery.
I am grateful that the dark cloud that has hung over my own head for the last year may finally be receding. I am grateful for those who have helped. (Out of respect for my own privacy, that’s all I am saying.)
I am grateful that we have people to turn to when we are in need.
I am grateful that Julia’s mom is close by and always willing to help.
I am grateful that Anna is happy at school, and she has a teacher who cares enough to both challenge and support her.
I am grateful to live in one of the most beautiful places in the country—even when it rains.
I am grateful to God for every blessing in my life.