Happy Turkey Day

I figured I'd join the crowd in writing about what I'm thankful for.
As a kid, I was just so excited to play games with all of my cousins and eat as much delicious food as I could possibly devour in the two or three hours.
I'd like to say that I started to notice subtle differences over the years, but that would be a lie. It actually has been over the last couple of months that I've really noticed how much I have to be thankful for. The past year and a half has been really difficult for Fielding and I. We've had to figure out what we really want in life and better ways to support each other in our efforts. I started looking at how I could be a better person and not sweat the things that go wrong.
I'm grateful for the gospel and all of the wonderful lessons I've learned over the years. I'm thankful there are so many young men and women who are willing to commit to serve the Lord by serving his children. I'm sure it becomes difficult at times, but I'm also sure that it provides some of the greatest experiences one can ever have during this life. If you truly want to see what you have been blessed with in life all you have to do is help someone else with their burdens.
I'm also grateful for my family. My mom always taught us that family will always be there if you need them and that is still true with my family. We might be really loud and rarely agree with each other, but we are always there for each other when times get tough. I even still love spending time with them even though I'm pretty much guaranteed to leave with a headache because of the noise. At least I'll always have the memories. =)
I'd also be remiss though if I didn't say something about how much Fielding means to me. I'm convinced that no one really knows how a person is unless they are your other half. They see it all. The sad, bad, crazy, happy, and giggly. Fielding has seen it all and been there for me at every turn. I don't think there's anyone else in the world who could put up with me and love me the way he does. I'm grateful that I found him and that he knew when to give in when I wouldn't go away. =) I can't imagine putting up with three crazy cats on my own and staying sane enough to tell my tales. I love you Fielding.
-Jen