TruMama

We went to Night of a Thousand Candles at Brookgreen Gardens.

It might as well be called Life of a Thousand Blesings because I was counting mine.

It was as if the past 5 years were captured and living in those candles.

Each candle necessary. Each candle a vital part along the way.

If my thoughts and feelings could be personified, I imagine it would look like this.

I felt like someone had taken my joy and strung it from the trees. There it was twinkling everywhere.

I felt like I was walking the paths through my own heart. Soft steps to new discoveries.

This was a dream, wide awake. My reverie.

(That was foam…so much fun!)

For each candle there is a blessing lit and burning. Glowing softly. Warming gently. Creating energy. Reminding me where I am. Who I have become.

For each candle there is a shadow. A darkness behind. Mistakes made. Lessons learned. Pain endured. Reminding me how far I’ve come. Who I was.

For each candle a blessing is revealed. Each blessing celebrated.

The smiles between us in all we do. The snuggles each night reading a book. The sleepy mornings with your head on my shoulder. The playfulness you bring to everything. The trust we’ve created together.

You led the way through this garden of candles with your hot chocolate in your little gloved hands. Soft Christmas music playing in the background. We followed you. Proud of you. Enjoying you. Hearts full.

Magical.

That’s how my life has been since you.

Beautiful.

That’s how my life has looked since you.

Peaceful.

That’s how my life has felt since you.

My blessings grow more each day. More candles to display. Life burning brighter. Life growing warmer. Paths stretching longer.

You are a thousand blessings and I count every one.

I love you too much!