Having more time to think about life is such a blessing. For most of the thirty years of my teaching career, Thanksgiving was experienced as class art projects that needed to be finished in time to send home, massive cooking projects, and long drive to Great Grandma Billie’s.
This year there are no class art projects…just my fiddling with embroidery.
There is no massive cooking project…we are eating elsewhere.
There is a flight to San Diego….but I am not doing the flying.
We will see family and friends, eat good food, drink some wine, cuddle babies, and go for walks in the autumn sunshine.
And that will be quite a blessing.
Love you very much,