Grateful.

I don't even know where to begin but this Thanksgiving definitely reminded me of all my many blessings and the things I hold dear to my heart. One being my husband's memory. I won't make this story very long but Britton got a concussion on Thursday and couldn't remember anything for the past year. He didn't remember that his sister was pregnant, he couldn't remember that there was an ASU game this weekened, and the fact that we were married! Sounds funny right? In the moment, it wasn't. It was so scary. He couldn't go to bed so we stayed up pretty late and nothing was coming back to him. He kept repeating the same things over and over and I started getting scared that it was going to be like fifty first dates where I have to remind my husband every morning that he's married but after he finally went to bed that night and woke up in the morning, he started to remember things. It is crazy though how much you rely on Heavenly Father when it comes down to it. You don't realize how much you take for granted like the little everyday things. I am so grateful for my family and for all my temporal and spiritual blessings. I hope that my husband will never lose his memory because I am thankful for it.