Giving Thanks

I am thankful that the Ty-man's parents both attended a Georgia Southern Baptist dinner and happened to sit across from one another in 1963.

I am thankful that my mother decided to go on that blind date with that policeman back in 1968 and married him one year later.

I am thankful that Space Academy in Huntsville, Alabama, was full my first two week choices in April, 1988 and that I had to go the week after my high school's spring break.

I am thankful that when I called that cute, tall boy who was in my Space Academy group, that he wasn't dating anyone.

I am thankful that Ty-man's parents showed me (21 years and two days ago today) the place where my boyfriend would be attending college.

I am thankful that I joined a sorority and met my best and lifelong friend Toni.

I am thankful that when I broke off my engagement to Ty-man, then realized my gigantic mistake, that he still loved me, too. And forgave me.

I am thankful that Toni convinced me to attend a sorority alumnae meeting six months after my college graduation, where I met my other best and lifelong friend Jenny.

I am thankful that I married Ty-man 15 years and almost six months ago.

I am thankful that Jenny's mother-in-law gave me the business card of one Dr. Ceana Nezhat when I found out I was infertile.

I am thankful that Dr. Nezhat's family escaped the 1979 Iranian Revolution and came to America where he and his brothers became experts in obstetric, gynecologic, and endocrinologic sciences.

I am thankful that I listened to the Ty-man and Dr. Nezhat and tried one more round of fertility treatments when I was ready to give up.

I am thankful that the NICU nurses and doctors took care of my twin babies for 20 days.

I am thankful that I didn't take birth control the year after the twins' birth and received the best surprise of my life.

I am thankful for my family and for all of the random moments and chances that made us us.