After standing on my kitchen’s hard ceramic floor for most of the last 48 hours, my dogs are definitely barking. It feels really good to relax.
It has been a wonderful day:
Dinner was delicious – thanks to a family of talented cooks.
Everyone was in a festive mood.
My oldest sister brought a “guest” – a gentleman that no one knew she has been dating for the last 11 months. So that was fun – to have someone new at the table.
My niece brought her dog and her brand new soft, tiny, fluffy sweet, sweet, sweet puppy. My dogs had cousins to chase. It was a good day for them, too.
I had a good hair day, which is a Thanksgiving miracle. It still looks good. I almost don’t want to go to bed lest it end.
I love conversations between the older generation and the younger generation. Overheard today:
Older: “So how’s your love life?”
Younger: “Well, it’s non-existent right now. I had the opportunity to go on a couple of dates over the past few weeks, but I canceled them. I’m honestly not happy with my life right now. I don’t like my job, I’m not in a good place, and I don’t believe in inviting someone else into that. I think I should be happy on my own before I try to date anyone.”
Older (with a second older chiming in and agreeing): “Wow. That is incredibly wise and mature. I wish I had thought like that at your age. I used to go chasing after men precisely when I wasn’t happy, thinking that they could fill a void in my life and it never worked. I don’t know anyone your age, or under the age of 50 for that matter, who has your mindset. Especially a woman. You need to be working with other young women and you need to teach them this. It’s spiritual work, you know.”
Family is what it’s about. The older generation affirming and encouraging the younger generation. Cousins conferring, sisters laughing. I was so blessed and thankful to see my cancer battling sister looking bright and happy and thoroughly enjoying the day, enjoying as many Thanksgivings as the Lord gives her.
It was a good day and I am spent. And satisfied.