Halloween has come and gone, and while Annika is disappointed, I am not shedding any tears. Halloween is fun because I have three little girls who love dressing up, but I am ready to move on to better things.
Like Thanksgiving, for example. Isn’t it fun to have a whole month where we focus on things we are thankful for? We need 12 of those months. As I look around me, at my generation in particular, I am struck by what I see as a sense of entitlement and a lack of gratitude. This is not to say that this applies to everyone, or that there aren’t problems in our world and society and that we shouldn’t work hard to make our communities and our world a better place. But I think we could also benefit from recognizing how good our lives are, from acknowledging the sacrifices that our parents and grandparents and great-grandparents made for their future, for us. We have much to be thankful for.
Today I am thankful for a little girl who sometimes acts her age, but most of the time rises to my high expectations for her. Especially when it comes to being a big sister, she is mature beyond her years. Annika became a big sister when she was hardly more than a baby herself. While we have our challenges, most of the time she is patient, selfless, and loving towards her two little sisters. There are not very many things that make me as happy as seeing the three of them happy together. I am grateful for the big sister in our house.