I haven’t done a gratitude post in a little while, but it feels important this week.
For those of you who don’t live in Colorado, we’ve all been involved this past week in the story of a little girl who was abducted and brutally murdered in my town, just a few miles from my home. First, we all hoped and volunteered and prayed that she would be returned safely, and then we all grieved and prayed that her family would receive comfort and solace when it became clear that she would not. Now we are all hoping and praying that her killer will be caught and brought swiftly to justice.
This week I am so grateful that my family is safe. I am grateful that I live in a community that rallies when something unthinkable happens. I am grateful for every purple ribbon that has been put up in that little girl’s honor, for every missing poster that went up to try to help find her.
I am grateful that I am not so jaded that I can’t shed some tears for a little girl I didn’t know.
I am grateful to most of our media outlets here for keeping some sense of decorum around the tragedy.
And I am grateful for the law enforcement officers and FBI agents who will face this darkest side of humanity to find the perpetrator and bring that person to justice.
On a happier note, I’m grateful for fall, and pumpkins and apples, and pumpkin patches, and Halloween costumes and pumpkin spice lattes.
I’m grateful that my little one had a good 18-month checkup and that, while small, she is growing and thriving just the way she should—and that her seemingly perpetual runny nose is not anything more serious.
And I’m grateful that my husband knows what’s REALLY important and took a half-day off work to go to a pumpkin farm with us this week.
What are you grateful for this week?
