Admittedly, I had a difficult time feeling gratitude yesterday.  I was feeling stressed, and I’m missing My Daddy so much, and was therefore also feeling depressed.

I really just wanted to take my sadness and depression and wallow in it.  And I did just that.  I went to bed feeling bad that I couldn’t think of anything to be thankful for.  Yet also knowing that I would have to make up today for the lack of post yesterday.  I can’t allow myself to skip a day completely.

So this morning as I reflect on yesterday with fresher perspective, I remember how I felt of glimmer of gratitude last night – It was late and I was tired.  I was reading my Kindle while Donovon was watching a movie and building some sort of something out of Legos.  I looked over at him and thought God, I love this man and everything we are together.  I got up, climbed in his lap and hugged and kissed him.  I do this fairly often, so it wasn’t unusual, but in this particular instance it made me feel so much better to feel connected to him – the love of my life for over two decades.

Why I couldn’t bring myself to write about this last night, I’m not sure.  But in the morning light of a new day, it’s very clear to me that I’m so very grateful for still being married to the love of my life.