It seems very strange to me to be sitting here at my computer on the eve of Thanksgiving. Normally I would be knee-deep in preparations for tomorrow’s meal. Normally I’d be looking forward to family members coming for Thanksgiving, which would include my brother, Mike and his wife. But not this year. This year we decided to change things up and go out to dinner. It will be me, my dear husband, my mother and stepfather. Both of the folks are 88 years old, so it’s hard to get them out to go anywhere without it being a big production. Should be interesting to say the least. I will miss the kids and the grandkids (as usual) and wish they were here, but I am thankful to God for always keeping them safe.
Since Mike’s passing, it seems that a “new normal” has set in for me. It feels like every day now I can find something to be grateful for. Today, for example, I took my Mom to the doctor for symptoms of a very bad cold. At one point, I overheard the nurse tell someone in the adjoining exam room that the tests came back positive for Hepatitis C. I couldn’t hear the response from the patient; all I could do was say a silent prayer for that person and feel deeply grateful … on so many levels for so many blessings.
Happy Thanksgiving! Namaste.