Thanksgiving this year was different - even though last year we missed it because of a big storm that left icy roads and porches, this year we chose to stay home. I had a surgery to fix my deviated septum and it is taking me longer than I thought (of course) to get back on my feet! I have to nap after I do about an hour of anything, so trying to go anywhere that is very far away is sketchy! I am thankful to have this fixed and be able to heal and hopefully start on a better sleep and breathing track.
Day of surgery selfie - not looking too great but going in the right direction!
Reed and his girl Keyona went out for a bit to Nana's (my mom hosted brunch today) and they had a good visit. We have not seen them for about month, except kind of passing each other on the way to other things. That is one of the hardest parts of this, the growing up and moving away of the kids, especially as a loss mother, to not see my other son for so long at a time. My only solace is that he really is still here on the planet with us and I can talk to him or text him whenever I need to. Or there is always Facetime too if I am really "off the chain" panicking. It happens. He is good about being understanding most of the time. I am thankful for that.
I am thankful for people who step in and step up when we can step no more. Who help us carry our scary, huge, painful load with grace and who block us from view when we fall and cannot get up. Then they help us get up and march some more, forward. They walk slowly with us when our steps are heavy. Sometimes they go ahead of us to see what is around the corner, so that we may be prepared for whatever it is. They remind us that there ARE things to be thankful for. Those who step in for the children - even those who aren't their own- when someone has to "do something".
For those who take us out of our comfort zones for a new way to create and expand without losing ourselves .I am thankful for the friends who are there for us without judgement, without advice, without thought - they are just there for us.
Thankful for those kids, and grown ups, who helped my kid when I could not, and when he did not want me to. Together our pain was too big for either of us. That one guy (or more than one guy) who drove the truck and let him rage and kept driving until it was time to stop and get out and run or skate or whatever he needed to do - and then drove the truck some more. Until he could speak again in normal tones and without rage.
We celebrate children who aren't our own - sometimes the smallest positive steps are a reason to celebrate - earning a 'C' in a class that the student had been failing, small to us but huge for that child.
We worry about them at night and all summer hoping they will go the right way or stay the path. Sometimes the best we can hope to celebrate is that the child showed up on time and stayed at school awake all day. We are thankful for that.
Really not as creepy as it seems! lol
I am thankful for the blog of a friend whose writing lets me know that I am not alone in my worry about the kids, and the everythings that mothers worry about all of the time, or until their friends talk them "off the ledge" so to speak.
I am thankful for the company, comfort and care of the Hubby and the dogs (most of the time) while I recuperate and heal up. Their energy keeping me going forward and going outside once in a while for a walk to keep me moving!
I am thankful that I am able to see the things to be thankful for this year, even though some of those things are memories....
May you be Happy, Healthy, and Thankful Today and every day!
Blessed Be!
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