I would rather have experienced than things. I would rather travel than possess a fancy wardrobe. I would rather make memories than own expensive purses.
(Seriously, though, if you want to buy me either a Keurig or a FitBit, I'll turn neither down...)
Really, though. Moments. Big moments, little moments.
Watching my four-year-old play in front of the Christmas tree.
Belly laughs with good friends.
Hugs from boys who aren't as little as they once were but are still my little boys.
Eating pizza in front of a movie on Friday nights.
Cheering on the Razorbacks with my boys.
Picnics in the park.
Soccer games in my front yard.
Watching fireworks on the Fourth of July.
Coming inside for hot chocolate after playing in the snow.
Singing together in the car.
Putting together a puzzle or playing a board game.
Those are moments I cherish and the reason I'm so thankful for this:
As many great things that have happened, as many best days, wonderful moments, fun memories ... there are more to come. And that's something definitely worth being thankful for. Because this is a pretty good life.