It is Friday morning, Black Friday its called in the shopping world. Thousands at this very moment are jamming the stores in search of bargains. Dawn isn't close to breaking though the skies, but still they are there. I am safely home, coffee in my cup, fingertips wandering the keyboard. But to all the fearless, let the shopping Begin.
Thanksgiving 2010 is over and soon will be a memory of the past. I have stored many from yesterday. Filing them away in the back recess's of my mind. The smiles, the hugs. Each grandchild gave a smile, a hug. Each great grand child the same. Andrew came bearing a beautiful gift. A hand stitched picture, Maybe nor stitched, maybe its woven. I am not sure what they call this type of handiwork. But its beautiful. I will treasure it always.There was a empty spot for Mike and his family was not here. Their absense the only thing that spoliled the day.
The granddaughters-in-law. Bringing food and their selves. They are both a part of my my life. My son-in-law, quiet but ever faithful to come. Then of course my two wonderful children. My Billie cooking and lugging it all to my house so I can have the joy of having dinner here. Does she know how much it means to me to have it here. I wonder. But she struggles with all the work to make it happen. My handsome son. Who has a new girl in his life.She smiled from the corner chair. I know probably overwhelmed by us all. He also brought a client from his work. A man who is mentally challenged. I was so proud of Jer that he has this loving heart that brings in those who has nobody to care, but paid workers.
The food was ate. Leftovers abounded. The smiles, the laughter was what filled me to the brim. I wandered around before I ate. Just watching them all. Letting my heart take this all in. I thought of the many right here in this town that had no where to go yesterday but the streets or a homeless center that offered them a meal. I wish I had a huge house and could have invited them all. I would wish for them the joy I have by having the family that I have. Each little face so precious.
I am standing in Blogland as I finish this small tribute to Thanksgiving. I stare up at the Cyberspace sky. I hear echos of laughter that surely was leftover from Thanksgiving. I smile. I am glad there was Thanksgiving joy here too. I must head for home and the diet that awaits me. No Little Debbie's for me for awhile. I pull my scarf up a little over my ears. There's a cold chill here this morning too. So for now I'm outta here.
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