Today, I was trying to do just that. This time of year is probably my least favorite part. Three years ago, my friend died in a car accident. Two years ago, my wonderful grandma was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. Both things happened just days after Thanksgiving. So on this holiday when I am encouraged to be happy and grateful for what I have, I am reminded of loved ones I have lost. Those memories come back with full force, and though I try to think about other things, I can't avoid wishing that they could be here.
I know I already posted about being grateful for hard things, but I really felt like I needed to say this today. Though Thanksgiving is hard for me, it is also beautiful because for a couple days I remember and think about all the people I have loved who have passed away. I remember who they were, and what made them unique. I remember the ways they shaped me into who I am today. And I remember that although there is heartache, it will not last. Because of Christ, they will live again. I have felt His love and their love too many times to doubt that fact.
So, I choose to be happy, despite the pain. I choose to have faith in my Heavenly Father's plan, even if I can't see the end right now. I choose to cherish the memories that I have, because they encourage me to be a better person. I want to be like the early pioneers of my faith, and hold strong no matter how hard it may seem. This Thanksgiving, I am grateful for love, and family, and Christ. I am grateful for the people who have loved me and helped me grow. If you have ever made me smile or laugh, you are on that list. I am grateful for for my health. I am grateful for my wonderful, amazing husband and for his example to me. And I am grateful for my angels.