Happy Belated Thanksgiving

014So…Monday was Thanksgiving.

I love Thanksgiving.

It’s the first long weekend of the school year (yay!), we’re into cozy sweater weather (cardigans–yippee!), there’s government-sanctioned family time (stat holiday–woo hoo!) and…turkey!!!

This year I was alone…for the first time ever.

My boy was going to come, but decided to wait for Reading Break next month because it’s a couple of days longer.

It’s fine.  I get it, but it did make for a long and gloomy holiday weekend.

I had to dig deep to find things for which I’m thankful.  (Other than a roof over my head, food in my tiny bar fridge and living in a safe and peaceful community…)

Here are the things that make my life a little brighter during difficult times:

The dog, for sure.  Her anxiety has been a challenge, but after a turkey, she is the animal I most want to spend Thanksgiving with.

My friends.  Do I wish they lived locally?–of course! But for once, technology is helping, rather than making my life more complicated, and it’s fairly easy to keep in touch.  (Last night N and I Skyped for two and a half hours!  It was a flashback to our multi-hour high school phone calls.)

And…that’s all I’ve got this morning.

Maybe it’s enough for now?

 

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6 thoughts on “Happy Belated Thanksgiving

  1. I was going to wish you a Happy Thanksgiving last Monday but got all tied up with house hunting! So Happy Thanksgiving now! I hope you are going to put a pumpkin on your door step to scare all the nasty things away!

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      1. Gosh – you have to worry about so many wild creatures – which we don’t have over here – it makes it boring but you can sleep in the forest on the ground without a worry in the world! (No snakes either!)

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