Blessed beyond measure.

I am grateful for a very large circle of friends, 54 to be exact, who joined us on a snowy day on Saturday, some driving from Kansas City, Holton, Beloit, Anthony, Hesston, Hutchinson, Inman, Phillipsburg, Manhattan, Corn Oklahoma, and others driving down country roads, slushy city streets, or walking over to the Scofield’s…to help us celebrate our anniversary and allow us to count our blessings and count those who have made a difference in our lives this year.

It was a beautiful day, full of love and laughter and reminders of how very blessed we are.

I am grateful that my dad and sisters were able to be here.

And I am grateful for their help…after the rough day on Friday, I needed them to help take my sadness away for just a little while, take control of the kitchen and food prep, and distract me with an evening downtown with The Grinch, while Sam napped in front of the fireplace.

Tonight, I am grateful for pictures of Natia, for her blanket bed washed, for her purple collar on my desk, and for the automatic thoughts that I need to go check on her.