Why not reach out and compel others to share their own list of Thankfuls? Each week, as my beloved friend Lizzi calls us to heed the power in gratitude, I will carry the message outside of my blog. It will be my ongoing goal to encourage others to claim what is good and worthy of praise in their lives. I think Lizzi would be pleased with this goal. Yes, Lizzi?
I believe Phil 4:8 says it best:
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable–if anything is excellent or praiseworthy–think about such things.
This week, I have a special guest sharing her precious list of Thankfuls. She is a light in my heart and my life! Kaeli is the daughter of my Pea. Pea, you say? Well, we are two peas in a pod. (I have the necklace to show it.) We have been connected in the most amazing ways two women can ever be. There is no one like her, no two like us. And today is Kaeli’s 12th birthday! After we went to dinner to celebrate this grand holiday, I asked her if she would be willing to share her special list of Thankfuls for my blog. She was delighted with the idea! And as you watch her, you too will see her light.
Happy Birthday Kaeli! Your list is beautiful, and most assuredly worthy of praise! Remind yourself of these things often, sweet love. And thank you Melissa, my one and only Pea~ for sharing your beautiful story and your treasured gem with us all.
Melissa’s beautiful story…
Twelve years ago, well, I guess twelve years and nine months ago, I found out I was pregnant with my second child. I was shocked, I had taken all the pills in the round pack…well, maybe I forgot two, perhaps three. But I digress.
Up until that moment I had not wanted any more kids, I had “single parented” my then 17 month old son. I was in love with him. How on earth was I to have room in my heart for another child? I panicked. I did not want to be pregnant again, what was I going to do?
My husband and I discussed the pregnancy. He promised to be more present in our marriage and family. Plus, he said, what if it was a girl?! A GIRL!! I hadn’t even thought of that! How was I going to do this?
I remained apprehensive during the beginning months, we started telling people, and I feigned happiness. No one knew the dread growing in my heart.
At 16 weeks I started bleeding, not spotting, but really bleeding. I had gone to the bathroom at a restaurant and filled the toilet. I knew I had just miscarried. I returned to the table where we dined with friends. I whispered to my husband what had just happened. Please, I begged, take me home. He looked at me and said, “Nothing we can do about it now, no since ruining dinner.” I was livid. I instantly became Mama Bear. How dare he! I went outside to call my mom and we talked until the perfect dinner party was over. We went home and I drove to her house. She held me and we cried. The doctor said to come in first thing on Monday morning for an ultrasound. It was the longest weekend ever. I kept telling my mom that I changed my mind! I wanted this baby, I didn’t mean it.
Monday morning rolled around and we headed to the doctor. I already knew what the results would be. My mom held my hand so tightly. Suddenly the room filled with the most amazing sound, a heartbeat! It was so strong and loud! I saw it there on the screen, beating! Mom and I let out a collective gasp and held each other, crying!
From that first scare to the eve of her turning twelve she has kept me ever on my toes. She is strong, and gorgeous. Her heart leads her whatever she does. She challenges me as her mother on a daily basis and makes me be a better person. I am excited for her next 12 years and many more. This girl is a force of nature, Look Out World!