Thanksgiving

What am I thankful for?
My children, first, and always.
Coming home.
A hug from one of my teenagers when I come in the door.
That sudden realization that "right now," is precious and unrepeatable.
Ordinary moments.
Close friends.
Hands joined in prayer.
Voices joined in song.
Laughter, and tears.
Watching my kids perform in the high school play.
A smile from our choir director when we get it right.
My younger son, waving at me from the big front window.
An email from someone who knew me when.
Words of comfort, from the Lord.
My family.
Hope.