day 3

I am thankful for my parents.

When I was little, even during those moments I felt sure that I was adopted, even when I really, really messed up, I never once questioned if my Mom and Dad loved me.  They have always shown me unconditional love.  They have always been there when I needed them.  They have put up with me at my worst.  They are my "go to" people when parenting feels overwhelming, when I feel like I'm failing {which is a lot, by the way}.  I'm blessed to have them in my life, and my children are blessed to have them in their lives.