The Crud

Almost didn't make it for day 18 because I've been in bed, sick all day.  But even though I feel like someone ran over me with a truck and poured hot lava down my throat, I can still be thankful.

I am thankful that tomorrow, or maybe the next day, I'm going to be feeling better.  I know that whatever this crud is, it will be gone in a few days and I'll be back to normal.  I'm not facing some terminal illness like some of my family and loved ones are.  I'll be getting better, so hopefully, I can still be a blessing to those I love to help them through their own illnesses.

I'm thankful that my husband takes care of me when I'm sick and that he tries to crack some corny joke to get a smile out of me, even though I don't want to smile and I want to throw my pillow at him.

While laying in bed, half the day, I have been able to think about getting ready for Thanksgiving Day, for how God has blessed us so that we'll be able to have enough food that everyone will be stuffed several times over.

I'm thankful that my family will be here, and that I have a loving family that doesn't fuss and squabble over things.  Our day will be filled with laughter and silliness, and I love every goofy thing that goes on.

I'm looking forward to getting out of this bed and getting my home ready for all my company.  I'm looking forward to another day that I can give thanks for all that God has blessed me with.

Psalms 103:2 Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits;