A Month of Thanks - Introduction

Thanksgiving.  It is and has always been my grandmother's favorite holiday.  When I met my husband, he was pretty keen on the day, himself.   When I was younger, it was just a day.  A day that  my family crammed into grandma and grandpa's house, we ate turkey and ham and all of the other obligatory Thanksgiving meal side dishes.  When I was younger, I didn't remember the guys hunting as they do now, I remember Cara and I dancing on the porch, playing in Uncle Mike's bedroom, making Josh play with us when he obviously hated it. It was a family day.  Baseball was over, Mike was home, all four Shelton boys and their families came home.

Now that I have my own little family, I understand why Thanksgiving is so important to my grandmother. She had everyone she loved the most under her roof.  They were all safe and happy, if only for the moment.  isn't that what we all want?  The ones we love to be safe and happy?  

Facebook and blogs alike are all participating in the Month of Thanks.  It's been months since I have blogged, and let's face it, I am really behind on some really big life stuff.  There is a reason for that.  Everything that I want to write about, it hard stuff.  Real, life, hard stuff.  Stuff that I have kept inside, and it is hurting.  Do I want to share it with the world?  No.  Do I want to share it with my children?  No.  Do I need to share it with them? Yes.  

Maybe the words that I write will help someone.  That is my prayer.  If it does, please let me know.  I would love to pray for you, talk with you, instagram with you?  Whatever it may be.  

This month, November, I will join the millions giving thanks.  My thanks will be posted here, for my family and my friends to read and maybe someday I'll print the posts for my children. They are the most important after all.

Thank you for visiting.  Thank you for waiting on me to get back on my game.  Thank you for supporting me.