Family

Family.  Its a small word that means everything to me.  First of all, I am part of God's family.  He sent His Son to die for my sins, and without Jesus nothing else would matter.  Second, He gave me a wonderful family to share my life with.  I have an amazing husband who loves me in spite of who I am.  I have a mom who has always been my biggest fan, cheering me on from the sidelines.  I have a dad who refuses to grow up, but that's ok, we like him that way.  I have 4 amazing children that keep me busy and challenged.  I don't know what I would do without them.  Then there's the other boy who came into our lives 6 months ago and walked into my heart, right next to the other 4.  Now I have 5 children.  And the funny thing is...I always wanted 5.

Of course I can't forget my aunt, the sweetest lady out there; my mother-in-law who has a heart bigger than Texas; my 2 sister's-in-law...the sisters I never had growing up; a nephew; 2 beautiful nieces; and a cousin.  And my brother-in-law.  He may be "stoooooopid" but we all love him and look forward to his visits.

Family.  I don't know what I did to be so blessed.  But that's just it isn't it?  We can't earn anything with God.  It's only by His grace and mercy.  And for that I am so grateful.