Today, we're having Thanksgiving at home with our California Kids. They arrived yesterday and leave tomorrow. It's a short trip for them and a short visit for us. But...they're going to meet the Polar Express tomorrow in Williams and will be taking that magical train to the North Pole. It's a wonderful adventure with Santa Claus and 'jammies, and songs, and hot chocolate, and chocolate chip cookies, and at the end of the journey...a bell for each. Collin and Lauren will love it.
Jackson will also join in the festivities...he's terribly excited...as will Lauren and Collin's crazy parents...
You gotta love 'em--and we're oh, so glad they're coming for Thanksgiving.
BC and I find ourselves thankful everyday for so many, many things, but Thanksgiving is when we sit back (maybe with a dainty--and fragile--little glass of champagne) to remember, and honor, what makes our days worth living, our lives worth celebrating, and our world worth saving.
For us, it's New Jersey family and unfocused photos. Meet Christopher, front and center on Confirmation Day. He worked two years to be confirmed as an adult in his church. His parents, his Aunt Susi and his sister, Caitlin, have each helped him reach this goal. Congratulations, Christopher. Good job everyone!
And...it's Kansas family on Cyd's special day. This is the first time her Daddy has visited her first church and met her first parishoners and witnessed Pastor Cyd deliver an official sermon. She rocked! Sweet husband, Chris, daughter Quinlan, and son, Taylor supported her through this journey. Good job, all!
And...it's my sister Mary who lets her little sister plan sister-type adventures and actually says, "OK, let's go." She's a beautiful miracle and my inspiration. I've spent a lifetime trying to be exactly like her, but age and stage have finally taught me that long-waisted, thin women will always look better in their clothes than short-waisted, squat women.
And...it's our wonderful, welcoming Missouri, Kansas and Oklahoma Families who try so hard to be together on special occasions--including Christmas, holidays, birthdays, remodeling projects, and cold, wet, Saturday afternoon football games. Thank you, kids, for your efforts, your love, your hospitality, and your great good spirits.
And...it's all of you who read my scratchings and musings and allow me to fulfill a dream I've had since I was a pre-teen trying to capture the essence of my feelings. Thank you for reading, for commenting, and for hanging in there for me. I love you all.
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