Gratefulness

It’s been twelve months since Husband Dear became extremely ill. If that wasn’t stressful enough it all had to happen when the pandemic hit and we were in lock down. However, after twelve months I’ve continually reflected on what happened

As a family we became a stronger unit. I love that my children are capable boys. Their academics may not be top notch but I no longer worry about how that system measures them. I know they are smart and I know they can look after themselves and others. Our trial of illness and pandemic effects showed me just how capable my children are.

I discovered how deep I can go to keep on going. What I realised about myself is that giving up doesn’t seem to be in my vocabulary. It’s not that I don’t consider giving up, it’s just that it never occurs to me. I’m still deciding if that is a good thing or not.

What I am truely grateful for from the pandemic first impacting our lives, is that we became brave enough to take that final leap. The leap for Husband Dear to fully commit to farming cattle. Since the day I met him he has wanted to return to his roots of farming.

I am so thankful that I have such an amazing job. A job that at times I have desperately wanted to walk away and give up but, I keep going back to. A job that I have come to realise is my passion. I love teaching and it allows me the freedom of finance and time. Not always bucket loads of time but more time than most professions. This job allows us for Husband Dear to farm, for my boys to continue to develop their independence and gives me a deep sense of satisfaction.

There many other aspects of my life that I too am grateful for. And I guess the pandemic was very much a silver lining for us. Twelve months later and I am still discovering so much about myself and my family. For me it starts with what I am thankful for. So what are you thankful for?