Gratitude

Is often hard to come by when we need it most. 

I love our little house, our little lives, our day to day. But it seems that when I pray, I pray for so much more, so that one day this goes away and grows to be ... more. And in a sense my prayers are answered. Our little lives are growing bigger as one more grows inside me. A new addition to our little house, and our little lives, I hope provides so much more. I am grateful for this life, that I live and that lives in me, this little house that's so right and cozy and home for me, and for all that goes in between welcome and unforeseen. Tonight on a night when I want so much more I want to forget that and just be in gratitude. It is so hard and scary to do. To say that this is enough, but it is. And when I do, I am so scared that I will lose it. All because I gave gratitude for it. It's silly, I know, but gratitude I am learning is really hard to do.