As I sit in the airport, waiting to board my plane at the crazy hour of 4:30 a.m., I feel blessed.
Blessed that I was cleared to fly by the orthopedist. Blessed that I get to spend some time with my parents and grandmother. And blessed that I have a husband who is always so willing to hold down the fort. He got up with me at 2:45 a.m. and drove me to the airport without complaint.
I'm getting ready to wing my way to North Carolina and am thankful that there are no storms in sight for the next few days.
My grandmother is 91 and I'm not sure how much longer she'll be with us so this trip is definitely something I'm thankful for.
Have a wonderful weekend, my friends!