Thankful Thursdays

Even with a topsy-turvy Wednesday, our girl was feeling a bit better yesterday. She even ate better, which unfortunately means that she had a stomach full of food this morning when she got sick.

Kyrie was even a little bit more ornery, too. She pulled the tissues out of an entire box of Kleenex, one by one! I've always wanted to do that.


And Lacie says that the sedation makes Kyrie silly. Yesterday, Kyrie laughed and grabbed her Hickman line, looked at Lacie, smiled and said, "No, no ..."

Jordan and Lacie's fridge is bursting with medications, IV packs, syringes and the like. Her new anti-nausea medication, Metoclopramide, must be mixed with saline and given to her over the course of 10-15 minutes through Hickman line three times a day. She still recieves her other anti-nausea med, Kitryl, two times a day every 12 hours. And she also gets her IV food that has to be mixed and put into an IV bag, then administered through her line for eight hours day for the next week. A lot of important work for our little family.

Lately, I've been thinking about blessings and gratitude. So many people have said that Kyrie's situation has made them appreciate their lives, their children more. Very glad for that, but it's a shame that it takes a threat to make us count our blessings. It's in the same realm as when we pray our best only in times of need. And it's easy to count the big blessings: health, home, friends, family, finances, but what about the itty bitty ones? What about the ones that are so small that you don't even notice them? Are they not blessings, too?

So I thought maybe on Thursdays, we could all reflect on the past week and find something miniscule, something you might have overlooked for years, something that brings a measure of goodness or ease or personal growth. It may not be big, it may not be perfect, but nevertheless you are grateful that it's in your life.

Today, I thank God for Kleenex.

What about you?