This vulnerably honest post from Caroline describes many of us, BUT she moves past her own failures to remind herself and us of all she has to be thankful for.
Today is a day to count our blessings and name them one by one.
That old saying is a subtle reminder to me that our greatest blessings aren’t things at all, but the people God has brought into our lives 😉
Messing up is the name of my game. Idealist at heart, I see my mistakes as I am making them and then I have a hard time letting them go. I say “no” to visiting with a friend when I should say “yes,” I am not patient with my daughter when I am the one running late, I am selfish instead of serving my husband. Again and again, I chose me instead of looking around and being so overwhelmed with thanksgiving with having every single desire that I have ever wished upon met in my here and now. I am living the dream. As a little girl, when I sat with my chin resting on my palm, staring out the window and thinking what I wanted in my wildest dreams, it is this! It is my husband and my daughter and this life that I live. I am ashamed that…
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