Sorry to be down for such a long time, I was attacked by bots in my comments section…200 of them… yikes. It took forever to ratify that issue.

Another holiday season is here and I was having real time thoughts on the annual celebration. In 1971 we got married in September and bought a house in October and had 30 people over for dinner on Thanksgiving. That was a long time ago and I then made the feast for all but three years. I am the hospitality girl that always took in the strays and loved doing so. The funny thing is, I rarely sat down and ate the meal due to serving everyone else. This year it did not seem like a weird decision to opt out, but good grief, one would have thought I said I had been diagnosed with stage 7 dementia.

My sweet Son takes turns with his family and her family. After his Dad’s death this Mother got two in a row and that is not fair. When I asked the two of them about Thanksgiving this year they said they were going to her Mother’s. I then said I was opting out from going anywhere and said not to worry about me. He said we can’t do that. I let it go and then prayed about it and finally made the “Mother”, call. I explained to him that the feelings he was struggling with were his feelings and to please take some time to pray and consider MY feelings. This became a theme, when others asked about my plans for several weeks, and my Pastor even started to cry. Friends pleaded and disregarded anything I said….sheesh!

Today is Thanksgiving day. Yesterday was especially strange with no prepping for the big dinner. I, however, could not contain myself so I made three pies, a personal favorite one for each of them and a pumpkin for me. I bought the smallest ham I could find and made cranberry sauce from scratch and green beans I’ll steam. So, maybe next year I’ll be in a different frame of mind, but this year I’ll pass on the turkey.

Have a lovely holiday with your friends and family. Thank the good Lord for all you have and for those you love. As a mother with a prodigal please remember God’s plan is always perfect and He is a better Mother than you. Pray for their soul and choose joy in all you do.

Until next week remember, every day should be Thanksgiving