Thanksgiving morning I saw my Facebook feed filled with beautiful thoughts of gratitude and thankfulness from all of my friends and family. No one seemed to be having trouble figuring out what to be thankful for. Everyone knows the things in their lives for which they are most thankful.
“Thankful for my loving husband and beautiful kids” said one. Another said, “Thankful for this little blessing,” and was accompanied by a photo of their new daughter. Others were thankful for their blessed lives and others for old friends and the chance to stop for the day and visit with the ones they love. It’s a wonderful reminder of how full our lives really are.
But about midway down the feed there was a different kind of thankfulness. One young mom was thankful that the side effects she had anticipated from treatment did not materialize thus giving her a pain free day with her children. Further down the feed another young mom posted from the hospital emergency room. She was afraid her cancer was back but she was thankful that the child she was carrying was now 35 weeks and could safely be delivered and separated from her body, which was being assaulted by chemo and dangerous drugs.
What am I thankful for? I’m thankful that I don’t have to choose between my health and the health and well-being of my children. AND, I’m thankful that most of my friends will never know the anguish felt by the young mothers I know with breast cancer. Sometimes we have to be thankful for blessings we don’t know we have too.