So Thankful in 2009 - a Response to My Husband's Poem

As I prepare the meal for our family, I think about Thanksgivings past.
There was the one where all we had was eggs and rice, and for a week it had to last.
There was a year when your dear mother decided our money was hers to take.
There was one when I lost the baby and thought that my heart would break.
As I think of all the sad times, there are happy Thanksgivings too.
I think about how very thankful I was that first Thanksgiving spent with you.
And now that it's 2009, and our lives have begun to work out,
I can't help but consider how thankful I am, so much I nearly shout.
The children are so wondrous and the house is all we need.
Our garden gave us so much food, we can share it now, indeed!
Your job is going beautifully and though you work so hard
We have begun to breathe a bit and enjoy the great reward.
I'm thankful that we have a bed in which we both can sleep.
Once, a mattress on the floor wouldn't let us dream so deep.
I also smile to think that we have a car that does not die.
Stranded on the roadside, I could not help but cry.
But now, it's all a memory, the life we shared before.
I hope next year's as wonderful and we have at least fifty more.