Thanksgiving Day...the one day a year EVERYONE is grateful.
Not me. I might not vocalize it to my husband or family on a daily basis, (because let's face it, it can get repetitive and not meaningful) but I am thankful to have such an amazing army of people in my life. My husband is one of the toughest men I know. He's the one that wipes my tears away, and forces me to keep my head up. My family are my rock, the ones who keep my Faith strong and Hope alive regardless of the circumstances.
I'm thankful every day I wake up and catch a breathe of air, I know I'm blessed with another 24 hours of this life. Another day to enjoy the little things in life, my bunnies' kisses, my pups' licks and watching him get super excited to see me. Every day I get home to my husband waiting for me on the couch and see our bunnies running around everywhere. Watching my hair grow, very s l o w l y. I find joy in everything.
That's what cancer did to me, and for that I am thankful.