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Grateful

It’s Thanksgiving again.

I’m sitting at the kitchen table, Hallmark Yule Log is on… Christmas music, dogs, pigs, cats and ducks are enjoying a toasty fire. It’s still way early. I’ve got a cup of hot coffee and four dogs by my side. It’s quiet… at least until they decide to start horseplaying with each other.

One of us is far away this year. He is being very missed.

Sunday was “Thanksgiving” in my house. We had 22 people around the table all enjoying each other’s company. Today will be ham and yams and stuffing and potatoes. Has to be early because squirrel girl works retail and has to be at work for 12 hours starting at 4 pm. Once upon a time it was a day to spend with family. Now it’s a day to spend.

There have been times over the past year when I have been terrified that we would not all make it to this time this year. There will be many more times that I am terrified that we won’t all make it to next year at this time.

It’s been an enlightening year.

I’ve discovered just how broken everyone is and just how each person’s brokenness can complete everyone else’s. I’ve learned that I’m not the only one who has been feeling so much less than adequate and I’ve been learning that it’s okay to open up even when you are terrified. Sometimes it’s hard to remember that people are just people.

I’ve discovered how much I can miss a soul that was a nearly constant companion for well over a decade. Peanut was such a precious little girl and I miss her scratching at the side of the bed when it was time to go outside. I miss her snuffling. I miss her so gentle nature. I get that she is no longer in pain and she can eat all of the nummy white bits that she wants at the other side of the rainbow bridge, but she still is missed and I still talk to her daily.

I’ve discovered how much I can love the cast offs, the misfits, the other beautiful souls that other people have discarded. Pain changes people. I think pain changes animals, too.

I have learned that depression and stress can have a hugely horrible effect on how much you care about what you do to yourself and how much care you take of yourself. I’ve learned that I need to find the time and the place in my day… in my whatever… to take care of myself because sometimes it is easy to forget that your why has to be bigger than your but.

I’ve found treasure in simple things. I guess maybe not entirely simple, but simpler. Pictures… coffee cups given just because… a hat that warms not only the head but the heart… surprise cards that come and bring happy tears… a set of dishes that came from their own adventures… a box of buttons…

I’m so grateful for today.

I’m grateful for all of the todays.

I’m scared of the tomorrows and what tomorrow may bring.

But for now, I have today. I have coffee. I have the wind and the heat and the music. I have love.

Love and Light
AprilJoy
11/28/2019

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So, I’m sitting here with WWSW playing Christmas Carols on my computer (IHeart is awesome… it has been a favorite radio station for years… especially this time of year), candles dancing, dog and cat happily chewing on each other.  Thanksgiving … Continue reading

Twas the Week Before Thanksgiving

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Okay… hokey sappy post alert… consider yourself warned…

It’s hard to believe it has been almost exactly a year since I interviewed at Sherwin.  I figure by now it’s safe to admit to how incredibly sick I was the day I interviewed.  I am pretty sure it was stress.  I really wanted the job incredibly badly.  I was so sick it wasn’t even funny.  I was running on about 4 hours sleep due to the flight schedule and a crappy breakfast due to the fact that the hotel was deliberately short staffed for the holidays… I don’t remember much about the first couple of interviews.  I’m glad I reasonably impressed the people who did my interview.  One of the things I’m grateful for this year is that I impressed them enough to land the job.  That means I’m sitting in my office at home (still on work from home due to the gall bladder surgery… doctor better release me to go back on Monday) watching the deer munch on the corn that the squirrels drop from the feeders onto the ground.  The yard is snow covered.  It’s 12 degrees.  It’s beautiful.  Sirius is on my computer playing Christmas music.

I’m 6 weeks out from my last Orencia infusion.  I get my next one tomorrow afternoon.  It’s doing its job.  The last few days I’ve been toughing out Squirrel Girl’s scarf because my hands are starting to be not real happy, but the drugs are doing their job because it should be hurting way more by now.

This afternoon I see my surgeon to see how I’m doing post-op.  I’m feeling pretty good.  I hope I’m right.

After surgeon, shopping for Thanksgiving.  Two kids in the household working retail and the mall opening at 5pm on Thanksgiving day means I’m having Thanksgiving at home.  I’m kind of hoping people will show up for Thanksgiving… but I’m kind of not counting on it.  I’m having dinner at about 1:00 this year.  Shopping list is in process.  I’ve got included on the list peanut butter pie fixings and pink fluffy stuff fixings.  I’m going to try my hand at Coke Salad.

This year my household has expanded to include my returning fledgling but his fiance as well.  My house is fuller than I ever realized it could be.

And this morning..my bird friends are back at the feeders.  Two different kinds of woodpeckers, the jays, titmouses and wrens…

It’s 9 degrees.  It’s a beautiful morning…