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Simple Thankful

The list could stretch lengths, so I will focus on a simple one.

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Two of our children are adopted from places where food wasn’t guaranteed.  Something not easily forgotten, but sticks in their bones, running through their mind, a painful place.  Thankfulness, for us, one year later is that there is learned trust, visible and non.  Rounded bellies, deeper laughs, eyes catching yours, but this time with a depth of knowing– we belong to each other.   Thankful for mornings where the sight of cooking food doesn’t equal panicked tears, but a constant source of tangible love for our children.  They know now.  It can’t be forced, but shown.  You are loved, even in pancakes.

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