In hindsight, it's ironic to think that I stared at this chalkboard, with this exact message for the days leading up to my sale.
"In all things, remember to give thanks."
So how does one find thankfulness lying sick in bed, unable to get up the morning of a day that you have spent a year preparing for, and weeks and weeks of countless hours working towards?
By counting my blessings one by one, and feeling my heart begin to overflow with thanksgiving.
Thankful for family that worked so unbelievably hard to do what I couldn't.
Thankful for the ability to have every detail finished the night before.
Thankful for a husband who washed sheets, and made tea and toast, and entertained sick babies so I could rest.
And thankful for each one of you who came out and showed your support, and those who couldn't but sent their encouraging words.
I am truly grateful, and very blessed.
I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Luckily, my dinner isn't until this weekend.
I feel the need to include the fact that my mother baked 50 of these gorgeous pies the day before the sale! Then she sold out.
I did manage to enjoy a piece of her pumpkin pie the next day.
It was delicious.
