It was a little weird
realizing I was the second oldest person there (Dad is 90). The other grownups,
my sister-in-law’s mom, uncle and aunt, are on a European cruise. So our
generation were the elders while “our” children did all the work. It was
heartening to see how well the family’s kids are turning out. The day was full
of life in multiple generations, sweet and vibrant, nostalgic and hopeful.
No one’s life is perfect. We
all have something that causes us worry and pain, but when we come together and
share our problems instead of carrying them alone, it feels good. My nephew has
been reading my book and my blog (hi, sweetie), and he worries about me being
sad. But sadness comes with life. We can be sad sometimes and still be okay. As
we get older, we begin to understand that. We may not have gotten everything we
wanted, but usually what we did get was good.
I hope you had a good
Thanksgiving. Here comes Christmas. But first, how about a turkey sandwich and
some more pumpkin pie?
2 comments:
Wow you have a lovely nephew!
How cool.
I do have a lovely nephew, and two of most wonderful words in the English language are "Aunt Sue."
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