I'm thankful for my heart.
Both my anatomical heart that pumps blood and my figurative heart that is filled with love.
The anatomical heart is a work of art. It keeps us alive and is a true gift that is also easy to take for granted. It beats away day in and day out keeping all of us alive.
My figurative heart is also beautiful. It's filled with the love of my children and my husband. It's experienced breaks and has several layers of stitching that hold it together anymore. But it is still beautiful and I wouldn't want it any other way, because every time my daughter hugs me or my son smiles it gets stronger.