An Expression of Gratitude


I have always loved Thanksgiving Day.  Turkey, pie and everything in between.  Today is the first time that I haven’t been with my family for Thanksgiving ever in my life.  Ever.  So I decided that I would post today about having Thanks.  Thanks (according to several online dictionaries) is “an expression of gratitude.”

So today’s post is my expression of gratitude.

I am thankful for my Dad and Mom.  Who I am was formed from parts of who they are as well as how they trained me.  They raised my brothers, sister and myself to be strong and good people.  And we all still love each other.  I think that says a lot.

I am so grateful for my children.  I miss Micah, Bree, Jacob, Caroline and Mikayla and Jayce every day.  They are always close in thought but almost 4,000 miles away.  But Micah and Jacob have grown up to be amazing men and chosen incredible women.  I miss them but I trust them to live well and be happy on their own.

I am grateful for this beautiful earth.  As I walk into Boquete or travel down to the beach, I am constantly in awe of the beautiful countryside I see.  I have taken hundreds of pictures of clouds and sunsets just outside of our kitchen window.  God’s creative intelligence is so much more than I’ll ever understand but I sure appreciate the results.

I am grateful for my friends.  I have some close friends that no matter where I am, I know that I can call or text or write and they are there for me.  We have met many new friends here in Panama, several of whom are our neighbors.  Today we met a couple of our neighbors at Mike’s for an American style turkey dinner with all the fixings and pie.  Then we shared a taxi home and gave hugs all around before heading to our separate homes.  I think we all felt a little less sad so far from our families by creating a bit of family here.

And, most of all, I am so thankful for my husband and best friend, Guy.  Without his love I wouldn’t be who I am today.

Be blessed with a wonderful day with your families and friends!


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