Thanksgivings

I have been looking forward to going to my noon meeting today since I don’t have to work. Tomorrow too.  Holidays never close A.A.  So many people there that I rarely see and not just because I’m working again.  Some of them only once a year or even less.  Hugs all around.

My friend Laurel sat next to me and I noticed she’d been crying.  Why the tears my dear?  Her brother just died.

So of course I had to make a phone call.  It went well. We’ve agreed that no more communication that isn’t in person or on the phone.  None of this email stuff, no more letter to the parents, no heavy discussions for now, let’s just rest and remember we love each other.

May your day be filled with the memories of gratitude for all the blessings in your lives every day.  Even on the worst hard days.  Blessings abound.

And remember…

Love is the assignment.  Thanks Martin.

3 thoughts on “Thanksgivings

  1. Good call, sweetie, good call and that’s no pun. We had our Thanksgiving meal today because my step-mom’s new hubby (is she still my step-mom if she’s my dad’s widow? anyway…) had to work Thursday. His sister and her family came over and this time they tried her mom’s famous French Canadian recipe for meat stuffing (which, I might say, is the most glorious of Thanksgiving food) and liked it (why are some people so reluctant to try new things? I don’t get it). The more time I spend with them, the more I like them, though. Joey’s two kids were there; Stephanie will graduate this year and wants to go to college to become a physical therapist, and Nicky is a normal 13 year old boy. His sister, Fran, and her husband, Ted, have two boys; Teddie will graduate in 2 years and wants to be a paramedic and Timmy is a normal 12 year old. This is our 3rd Thanksgiving together and the best one yet. Joey calls me his “daughter,” which is so funny because I’m at least 6 years older than him. Nicky “taught” me how to play poker with “2s and 3s wild.” It was so hard to keep a straight face, he was soooo serious! I made out like the proverbial bandit in terms of leftovers (Annette is a fabulous cook) and we’ll do it all again for Xmas (none of them are pagan, but none of them are religious either, so there’s no conflict).

    The harvest banner is stunning; I bet you made it, eh?

    I’m thankful we “met” and thankful we can share life’s experiences as we travel separate but similar paths. I’m thankful you are you!

    Hugz

    Kat

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