Grateful

On this day in 1989 my husband asked me to marry him, while I was in the basement doing laundry. Twenty one years and six children later, not to mention thousands of laundry loads, I'm still glad that I said yes.

Today on the 'other side of the pond' it's American Thanksgiving. I'm reminded to count my blessings and I think that perhaps happiness has little to do with getting what we want and everything to do with being grateful for what we have.