It was such a beautiful weekend to give thanks, wasn't it?
This year was a special one for me. It was my first time missing my sister for the holiday, but also my first time spending it with J. It was the first time I've ever passed on the turkey. It was the first time I went home to a place that looked a little different, with signs of Sandy's destruction popping up unexpectedly. I hope everyone found a happy place to spend the holiday, even if they couldn't be in their own homes...
I was thankful to be able to catch a train, even though they're still recovering.
I was thankful to breathe country air and touch all the living things that my mother has so tenderly preserved for the winter.
I was thankful to see the faces that make our house a home.
And to see a new 106-lb. guest that made it extra snuggly for Thanksgiving.
(hugs all day long with this bear)
I was thankful for indulgence.
And I was thankful to rest.
Happy belated, all.