31 days of thanks Days 13-31

So I sit here now five days into December realizing how overly ambitious I was about being able to actually carve out time to write everyday. By "write" I mean blog. I do manage to write everyday. I write lists of things "to-do", lists of gifts, lists of books I'd like to read someday and through it all, through diapers and illness and work and laughter and holidays and coffee spilled for the 2nd time in 15 minutes I was able to write down something I'm thankful for each day I've been away.

For days 13-31 I am thankful for:
The feeling of nostalgia, empty seats on the plane home, arriving home from my trip to the most wonderful best friend and husband, the post pregnancy hormones that actually keep me warm on the coldest days, returning to work and the normalcy it provides, half-hemmed curtains and the A+ for attempting to do so while I was away, having dishes to wash, having the most wonderful friends, bedtime stories, West Elm and the hopes that one day we'll graduate from side of the road treasures to timeless pieces, warm socks, thoughtful notes, "no joiners fee", turkey and drunken cranberries, the beginning of a tradition, comfort in the known and the hope of the unknown, days off and finally the gorgeous, gracious, funny men in my life and the love, compassion and strength of my friends, of OUR friends.