And the election. And the banks. And the layoffs.
But still I'm grateful.
Call me One Hot Pollyanna, but I'm actually rather stubbornly determined to be grateful.
I'm grateful for a husband who makes me laugh by saying, hey if the worst happens, we'll just go back to Florida and move in with your parents. (Just kidding, mom and dad!) And I'm grateful for a partner who nods and truly agrees with me when I say, as long as we've got the Good Lord and each other, we'll be fine.
I'm grateful for kids who are so oblivious to the world's woes that they can be happy for hours catching lizards and meticulously constructing fairy houses from sticks and rose petals.
Talk about trust.