Tonight, I am so extremely thankful for my home and the warmth it is filled with.
We bundled up and ventured downtown Chicago for some holiday fun this evening. We knew it was going to be cold, but the mere 19-degree weather with 14 mph winds was a shock to our bodies. Even clothed in 2-3 layers, plus warm winter coats, covered with hats and hoods and gloves, the cold just smarted. The wind burned our cheeks and teared our eyes for the few hours we spent outdoors.
And as we walked down the streets, we passed a couple men who are homeless, sitting on the street corner, begging for help. Tonight they would not feel the relief from the wind that we so gladly welcomed as we climbed into our van. They would not be warmly embraced by flannel sheets and soft cozy blankets or a heated home.
My heart hurts seeing the reality these individuals endure daily… and on extreme cold nights like tonight. And today, it makes me tremendously thankful for our warm home. For our warm meals. For the warm blanket covered beds I was able to tuck my babies in tonight.