1. Youngest son arrived home first. While we were out running errands, I asked him to try to get some photos of the jet planes that were flying. As soon as I asked him, it seemed like the planes stopped flying. However, he was very proud of this image and wanted to make sure I posted it on the blog. I'm thankful for him, and the encouragement he gives me.
4. I'm thankful for the hoppin' good time everyone had. Literally, in the case of my granddaughters.
5. I'm thankful that the older "kids" had fun, too. (I volunteered for the very important role of spinner for this particular game.)
6. I'm thankful that the lights that John put up years ago for a backyard open house after oldest son's wedding are still up, and provide light for things like croquet games.
7. I'm thankful for the volunteers who jumped in and helped with dishes without being asked. Although the house is full of people, it isn't a burden. Many hands really do make light work.
8. I'm thankful for the fact that even though some family members couldn't make it here for Thanksgiving, we have means to communicate easily. Thanks to Twitter, I knew exactly how oldest daughter's first turkey was doing. Thanks to e-mail, I knew that even though my grandma had another fall, she didn't break anything this time and didn't seem in pain. Thanks to Facebook, I knew that my cousin's cancer is in remission, and that there are 15 good potential matches for a bone marrow transplant!
9. I'm thankful for Thanksgivings past, that roll into Thanksgiving present, and will continue in Thanksgiving future. The food, the laughter, the football, the conversations, the games, the putting away of leftovers--the rhythm of the holiday weaves a tradition that binds the family. When I see someone picking the meat off the turkey carcass, I think of my grandma on my Dad's side. She's gone, but she's present. Thanksgiving traditions connect me to relatives, whether or not they are physically in my home.
10. I'm thankful for John. Twenty-eight years ago, we went on a picnic the day after Thanksgiving. It was remarkably beautiful weather for a November day in Utah. We shared turkey sandwiches and sparkling cider, and threw a frisbee around. That evening, John walked me to the door of my apartment, and we had our first kiss. We don't always get a chance to have a picnic after Thanksgiving now, but we do at least give a nod to that wonderful date so long ago.
I hope your week was wonderful, too. Let me know what you are thankful for!
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