Gratitude

I have much to be thankful for this year. We've been prosperous in a time of economic disaster, we live in a beautiful home in a beautiful neighborhood, we have good friends and loving family, and we (mostly) have our health. But there is something I am more thankful for than anything else today: Adam.


Adam is my whole world, and despite the fact that I thank him multiple times a day for everything he does, it doesn't diminish the fact that he does so much to get me through every day. I can't go more than a couple of hours without having an almost irrisitable urge to talk to him about something (which I'm sure is often annoying to him, but he humors me), and he holds my hand and rescues me through all the most difficult things (breakfast, diaper changes, getting kids into the car--you know the really terrible trials I suffer).

He may not know how much I think of him, that I depend on him because I know how amazing and talented he is, and that his opinion means everything to me. And I'm pretty sure he doesn't know how sexy he is as he snuggles the baby, reads the kids a story, or lights up when he sees just the perfect toy/book/game/clothing article for one or the other of them while shopping. He is my rock, but also my best friend, and the only man I ever wanted to share everything with.

And for that, I am grateful.