A thread for Thanksgiving:
When I was a kid I told my mother that I didn’t think anyone would ever love me enough to want to marry me. 1/7
When I was a kid I told my mother that I didn’t think anyone would ever love me enough to want to marry me. 1/7
When I was a teenager I considered marrying my first boyfriend — who was awful — even though I didn’t love him. (“I’ll have kids,” I told myself, “and I’ll love *them*.”) 2/7
In my early twenties I considered marrying a man who I’m fairly certain cheated on me because I figured I wouldn’t be lucky enough to convince a *third* person to date me. 3/7
The other day I sat on my living room floor folding laundry while my husband played with my son down the hall. I could hear them laughing together, and I thought: “Oh God, I didn’t know you then. But you knew me. Thank you for giving me the courage to wait. 4/7
To wait for this man who I love with all my heart — and who loves me. To wait through miscarriage and uncertainty and loss for this boy who is my shining light. Thank you, Lord, thank you.” 5/7
This Thanksgiving I’m in bed with a migraine and some sort of flu. I won’t be making it to our usual Thanksgiving meal. But my husband and my son are here with me. Later, I’ll call my parents and my brother on the phone. 6/7
This is all I need. More than I thought I would ever have. I am so so thankful. #HappyThanksgiving. 7/7
