“Where are we really going? Always home.”
Thanksgiving came and went without a post. The rhythm of photography and travel in the fall was fast-paced. I learned a lot, lived a lot and slept a little. And then it was Thanksgiving and the rush whirled on. And now it is December. I am finally catching my breath and writing a Thanksgiving post. I have a lot to be thankful for. Every day. Most days I try to stop and savor the grace that has been gifted me. (Some days I utterly fail to do so.) What I know of God is so often understood through the people He’s placed in my life. It’s like He knew we need each other to understand His goodness and love. I am thankful for that. It starts with these guys. I am so thankful we are…
…that they took their better and worse vows seriously 35 (is that right?!?) years ago. And they look good together, don’t you think?
…she loves justice and mercy and lives accordingly. And that she makes yummy food.
…she wants the best for her family and friends and is not afraid to say so. She’s also an incredible roomie-sister-friend combo.
…integrity is ingrained in this guy, and so is leadership, compassion and kindness.
…he remains childlike and teaches us to love in extraordinary ways day in and day out. My parents took a big risk bringing him into our home. And he is utterly worth it every day.
…for her creativity and grace, for the way she always calls back. We have truly become friends, a rite of passage in becoming an adult sister, I think.
…for his humor and confidence. Not many 17-year-olds know how to celebrate being in their family. He often does.
…he has always been laid back and unafraid to do his own thing. He is steady.
…he allowed change when it needed to come and remains teachable, honest and wry.
…the thought of how compassionate this kid is makes me tear up. And he’s fun.
…that he’s a reader and is fast climbing the humor ladder in our family in the most unassuming way. He says thank you more than any other kid I know.
…he is himself. He always has been. He send the best emails. He thinks differently.
…he is the baby Blinn bookend. He is just right for the role, a fun-loving, athletic, smart kid who doesn’t mind being the center of attention.
I’m thankful we go together. We don’t always get it right, but we do our best to let go when we get it wrong. I could write a lot of other thankful thoughts and words. Instead, I want to camp out here tonight: I am thankful for my family. We go together, and it is good. We laugh a lot. We rely on each other. We do our best to love.
I think maybe we are God’s kindness to each other. That, to me, is a beautiful thought.