I'm thankful that my husband, Ben, is home. I love how comfortable it is going to sleep with him laying next to me.
I'm thankful that Ben makes me laugh. I actually told him this last night. I am looking forward to all the years of laughter ahead of us.
I'm thankful for the rain. Without it the landscape here in Washington would not be as green and lush and beautiful as it is.
I'm thankful for National Parks. We have one so close to our home and I love that we can take the kids there and enjoy a large chunk of land that is being protected as it is but is still available for us to enjoy and spend time together as a family camping, hiking, swimming, or just relaxing.
I'm thankful for our home. Ben and I had our house built. We've been in it for a year and a half and it still amazes me that it is our house. But it has become more than just a house, as it should. It has become our home. Our sanctuary. Our quiet place. Our safe place. Our place of comfort. The place the you can go to when it seems the whole world is picking on you and you can feel calm, together, loved and peaceful. I am so thankful for my home.
I'll have to put a better picture of our home up later.