For a moment, there is a sort of hush. Then a flurry of dishes being passed and food
being eaten, and- yes- drinks being spilled. And laughter. And stories. And all those
moments of domestic bliss that sneak into your heart when you weren’t looking.
as I write this. I’ve had so much cranberry flavored food items I think I can safely
say I’ve had my fill. But this Thanksgiving, like the one almost 400 years ago, is the
emotional reset we all need to pause, look around, and take stock of those blessings
that snuck into your heart, unnoticed.
article, and since they’re two of the things I’m most thankful for this year, I would hate to disappoint them. Happy Thanksgiving, girls. I love you!)
is the author of
Pope Awesome and Other Stories: How I Found God, Had Kids, and Lived to Tell the Tale
. She married her high school sweetheart, had six children with him, and now spends her days homeschooling, writing, and figuring out how to stay one step ahead of her child army. She blogs about faith and family life at