I was thinking to myself today that it's a lot easier to say you're thankful than it is to show you are. For example, we had a wonderful meal at Mandy's today, which I enjoyed very much, but I didn't help wash the dishes. We made a good frosting mess decorating cookies at Elisabeth's this morning, but I didn't help wipe down the table. And I was thankful, I am thankful, but I was busy taking it all in.
I sat there taking in the day, taking in the kids, taking in the feeling of family. Patience gave me a scowl and told me to move over, and I thought 'hey, she talked to me!' and I was happy. Putting a puzzle together I used the word funky to describe a piece, and noted that Ruby used the word several more times in the next five minutes, and I thought "aww, she likes me!" and I was happy. Sage tried to coax Jesse off my lap (where he had been glued for some time) by playing peek-a-boo with him, and it warmed my heart. For a split second I saw Chase's face light up when I suggested Jocelyn go chase Chase, and then he was off, and it made me smile.
All these kids we made are not just my reason for drinking, but also my reason for being, and a good reason at that. I sat with Mandy and drank away the afternoon while the kids played and the husbands lounged in front of the game. What a great day. Well, strike that. What a great life.
Happy Thanksgiving all around
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