Maybe you are in the sunshine near a beach or maybe you are documenting the first heavy snowfall of the year. One hundred years ago people had to wait maybe a week to read the adventures of someone they knew. While personal Post Office Boxes were finally more common, it still was an adventure getting mail. Catalogs were something that many looked forward to reading over the holiday season for gift ideas. I don't know about you, but I throw away a half dozen each day!
Anyway, I do not blog on a regular schedule. I do not deliver text predictably. I may be a little busier on Facebook with people that I personally know, but my bloggers are like penpals. I have met very few of you. You do not want or need to read every detail of my life. Yet, we read each other like some serial novel.
I am back home after a week away. My mailbox was stuffed, my fridge (A new one) was empty and I was comfortably tired. The schedule worked out such that I saw both sets of my children's in-laws (at different times in different homes). I am so lucky that my children married into nice and tolerable families. Yes, they are both Republicans, but they both are embarrassed by Trump and even voted liberal in the most recent election. They do not think vaccines are a statement of belief but a scientific tool to keep themselves and those they love healthy. (No, we did NOT talk politics.) They believe that our tax money is wasted on social programs...but the disagreement with us is more a statement of method rather than philosophy.
We spent Thanksgiving in my son and his wife's tiny house. She is a memory hoarder and has way too much '"stuff" on shelves and in cupboards and stacked in boxes. They have a nice yard to expand the house but do not have the money right now to do so. The meal was ordered in and it was not great. The turkey was dry and we messed up on the heating. The homemade sweet potatoes and mashed potatoes were delicious. The green beans and other vegetables were ok. The pies came from a local bakery and were very good. We four sat around a tiny table.
I tried to help in the tiny kitchen and it worked, barely. My DIL seemed distracted. They had asked that we stay through the day after TG to welcome her parents that made a five-hour drive down. We agreed as we had not seen them in some long time!
The six of us ate a pizza lunch together and then son and DIL said they wanted a photo of all of us on the couch. No problem. Son spent some time setting up the camera. He kept changing the timing...or something but finally sat down and joined us for some still shots. Then he said he wanted a video of us all??! We agreed and joined on the couch again while he and his wife counted out 1-2-3. I thought they were going to shout Happy Thanksgiving, but instead, they shouted out "We're having a baby!"
All of the parents were shocked and weeping and so happy. This couple has had a difficult marriage. Without going into lots of details, my son had some serious medical issues and the marriage was very strained. But they both were strong and overcame those issues and now, while they spent two years using fertility treatments and trying so hard to have a child and being disappointed each time...they are now blessed.
So this Thanksgiving was very special for all of us! Yes, the fetus is only 3 months old, but we are so hopeful.